Oil on canvas, 12x12, commission
I spent yesterday painting in the studio. I turned on the little oil radiator at 6 a.m., and at 8, when I began painting, it was 34 degrees in there. Yes, the paint was thick and slow - and so was I, but we both warmed up.
By mid-afternoon, the studio felt balmy, at 42 degrees. By 5:30, it was 44 degrees in there, and I was bone-weary and bone-chilled.
But what a day of painting I had! I finished a lovely painting of cows in a field full of flowers, and almost finished a painting of my old cat, Niobe, staring (as she so often did) at something off in the middle distance. The paintings are too wet to move right now, but I should be able to shoot them and post them tomorrow. They are big, and rich in color, and they both make me smile. What an excellent day!
I am going to try a few things to see if I can clear up the problem of the art being jammed into the text when my posts are emailed to you. Please let me know whether this IS a problem, whether it continues to be a problem - and if any of you have ideas about how to solve it, I'd love to hear them. I laughed out loud when one friend wrote that yes, the art was jammed into the copy, but she thought that it was me, being enigmatic.
Thank you for reading!