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Like a Lover You Hate to Leave...

No doubt when you are doing something you absolutely love it doesn't feel like work at all. Whatever that may be... gardening, cooking, reading, writing and in my case....painting. In fact when I start painting and I'm in my zone I kind of equate it to being on drugs. It's like an addiction and I find it really hard to stop for the day. It's a lot like being in love. You miss it while you are away. You think about it and anticipate returning to it. Or maybe I'm crazy. I can only say in my defense that I have not been able to paint something for myself for a VERY VERY long time. I am coming off a year of having to hustle everyone elses commissions and deadlines and benefit pieces and nothing was done for little ol' me. POOR ME!
Just kidding, sorta...but this is why I am feeling pretty euphoric that I carved out a little time this weekend to work on my newest and biggest piece. For me. Mine. MINES!!!!
And to prove just how smitten and retardo I am about painting....I went out yesterday and instead of buying things I need like coffee (Im out) and almond milk (Im out) and cereal...you know foodstuffs? I went and bought some new brushes and paint. Yep. Because I'm smart like that! Now I have to leave my painting again today to go get that stuff. Sigh. 
More work today on the painting. I'll update it later with a photo. Pictured above is MY TOOLS! I take those things with me every day to work and when I get spare money I add to them. Which reminds me, Im in need of some new Purdy's. Purdy's are the bomb. I fully endorse the little CUB brush shown up there with the wooden dowel and my name on the side. I bought a new liner brush and some brights yesterday instead of groceries. Ok, now I'm just being an art geek. Happy Sunday- do something you love. You deserve it!

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