My fingers are itching

Not because I have some strange skin condition, but because there’s lots to convey in this short time we have here together — my fingahs is just itching to tell you about it all!

1. I worked three and a half hours today!
2. The girls were in school from 9:30-12:45 today!
3. I painted for two hours yesterday!
4. The girls have taken naps today!
5. We went to Target without incident today!
6. Autumn, fall. Beautiful!

If I use another exclamation point I’m gonna hurl! YEEEEACH! Okay, I am done. My mood is changing slowly, the more chaotic yet occupied my mind is recently. Yes, I always had lots to do, but now that I have even more to do, I’m happier. I think because some of which I have added to my proverbial plate involves zen-like, web-centric, intellectual repetitive thought and does not involve putting people in time-out and the constant explanation of why you can’t do that to your sister without her wanting to beat on you. Or potty stuff. Not that I don’t adore my girls, but I must say, I think I adore them even more now that they are only the majority of what I do all day instead of all I do all day. I know, housecleaning is stuck in there too, but I guess I’m thinking more the non-domestic duties I’m happy to have balance with. From. Whatever.

Started working on a second commission (it will be a commission if Nappy likes it) in the studio on Sunday. Smallish piece, in comparison to the really big piece I’m crankin’ on. A painting from a photo of a puddle reflection originally posted on this blog. If I can find the image, I’ll put a link in. The piece was rescued from my old painting studio, once housed in my friend Esha’s semi-submerged mold and spider infested garage. A few pieces succumbed to the mold and dankness, but the Puddle Painting emerged just fine to keep working on. Not sure what direction it will take, but I’m hopeful, as I am with pretty much any artwork I get to work on. The larger painting of a flower and some vines is coming along nicely. I have a pinkish cadmium underpainting for the background and a green wash over the floral areas. Not sure what other layers will be incorporated. I believe a rust color was requested as a part of the painting, so there will be rust. THERE WILL BE RUST. It is like what I imagine shooting heroin would be like to get the occasional hour or two here and there to work. I just love painting! If I could smuggle a few more hours in our basement, it would be sooo fun to start making music again, in earnest. It, too, is a favorite release, but it is a definite second to art in the list of creative outlets. All of it being good, clean fun.

I have an announcement to make: I would like to send you a present!
I seem to have five Snickers candy bars, full-sized, left over from Halloween this year. They are delicious, but after eating three in the last week, I would like to send them to someone who could really use this sort of sustenance, like a pregnant person, or someone who needs to put a warm layer of fat on themselves for the cold, cold winter. I have enjoyed a few, and would now like to remove them from my house. I’ll mail them to you. Just put a comment to this post letting me know you’re interested, and I’ll get your address. You know you want it. The first person who responds is the winner! Wooooo hooooo!