Sunset on the Salt Marsh
Oil on canvas, 30x30
soldI have been flat on my back with the flu for pretty much the entire week, and I can tell you, it stinks.
It's not great to be away from work, no matter how much I complain about my work.
It's not great to have a break from painting, no matter how fixated I am.
It's not great to watch TV all day, even though on some of the brain-busting 19-hour days I have, I think, "How nice it would be just to watch TV all day."
And it is not great to have an excuse not to finish my Christmas shopping/making.
Boo hoo, poor me.
People around me seem convinced that I will live, and I am trying to believe them. If I don't, those of you who have paintings of mine will find yourselves in the money, soon, I am sure.
I'm kidding, of course. I am going to live. I'm just going to draw everyone else into my misery until I feel better.
On an entirely different note, whether I expire or survive (I am assuming), I will be featured soon in Plein Air magazine!
Editor Steve Doherty is doing a piece on extreme plein-air painters, and launched it in his newsletter. I saw it, and wrote to tell him about my clamp system. He's into it, so I sent him some photos and explained it, and if all goes well, there will be a short piece about me! With some of my paintings!