Making one hell of a mess in this particular piece. Had to run to Berkeley for more choices of pigments. Oh, well. Putting it aside for a while. Meahwhile, back at the ranch, it seems to be a time of discontent. Nothing that will linger for very long, but doing some inventory taking here, most of it mine, and then, gee, there I am in someone else's all of a sudden. Getting out my manual for living and examining my inner landscape, always a fruitful endeavor. T'will all come out in the wash. Which reminds me, there's a load in the dryer even as we speak.
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