As the weekends so come the round up. You get me. I do love this new painting. I wish I had this that high from 30 years ago. I’m an old painter and flow with it.
Tom and I had a show earlier this week. It was fun. I think I’ll go back to doing more.
When I think of the fall or autumn, depending on where you are in the world, I think of warm drinks and bread, campfires and kind of a coziness. I feel like that should be what this playlist feels like. 
The act of starting a painting. It’s the calms before the storm.
I do enjoy feeling more connected to my work. I feel like I leave part of my soul with it for it to bake. Madness, I know.
I have just been doing this forever and there are moments where I don’t care about anything I’m doing so I pause it all. The wall is real. I feel better with it like this. It means so much more when I start it this way.
Do you have any traditional things you do before beginning anything? Let me know in the comments.
I miss NC sometimes but still in my big age hate it too. Go figure.