Happy accidents...

I decided the cat needed a companion piece, so I cropped a pic of Punk and diddled this up yesterday.  I was laboring over it when I got just the stroke I wanted, there, in the middle of his forehead and I went, oh.  That's the ticket.  So I loaded up my brush and went for it.  Result is really fine.  It is what I was aiming for.  That seldom happens, getting the idea out of my head and onto the surface.  So here is Dog, companion to Cat, and ever so satisfying. 
And wonder of wonders, Comcast sent me my $100 prepaid VISA without me even whining about it, and in the very same batch of mail, there was a catalog for Riley Street's Fall Sale (big art supply store, Disneyland for artists).  I am headed there soon to stock up on canvases.  Blick will supply new pigments.  Oh, the joy of new art supplies!

Please, no applause...

I got up early today and got butt to morning meeting, very spiritual and inspirational, and on my way home I crossed the last of the I-can't-sleep-until-I-get-this-done list.  I got the car serviced, only 1300 miles over its scheduled oil change.  It is now officially geriatric, having racked up over 100,000 miles (in 12 years), and I knew this was going to be more than the usual $45.00 super-duper oil change, and yes, it cost me $132, which was actually less than I had feared.  Yay, me!  Yay, Ford Focus!  Other recent accomplishments were paying the sales tax, always a mysterious process because I include it in the price of my work and must back it out again and I never know the current rate and can never remember all the digits I need to get into my account online.  Sigh.  I got that done and then wrote the last check for my upcoming trip to Italy, Greece, and Turkey.  Yay, me!  Then I got to the vet to get the super-duper extra-strength mega-expensive flea medication for the pooches.  Yay, me!  I got Punk to the groomer and he is all spiffed up and much less likely to get burs caught in his beard.  Yay, me!  So, I thought, after all these wondrous accomplishments, it might be a good day to walk to the art supply store, a mere mile away, and get some more canvasses for the opus I am creating for a show I am having in September in (gulp) a gallery.  Except that I am still here, noodling around Facebook or playing Forty Thieves Solitaire.  Well, decompression isn't a bad thing either.  Oh, and here is Cat One, probably a new series.  Wabisabi cat.  Yay, me!