So, my "eureka" moment of a week or so ago was followed by a flurry of non-stop picture-making. I tend to get a little obsessed when I'm on a roll, and neglect other obligations (cleaning, proper nutrition...notice the Red Vines at the top of the picture). Here's a picture of my "think tank", aka "nest of mess & disorder":
I do all of my painting at my nice drawing board, but I like to be comfy when I'm working the ol' gray cells. So, I've gotten the dummy to a point where I am pretty happy with it. Now I just have to... show it to other people!! Gulp.
Luckily, I have a project to keep me from thinking too much about how other people will see it... for now. My husband's birthday is on Friday, and for 4 YEARS, he has wanted only one thing for his present... Get ready for it... A painting of himself as Napoleon, with a rearing horse in the background. Yes, I thought he was joking, too. But then he kept talking about it for 4 YEARS. And not just during birthday season, either. So now that we're legally bound, I figured it was finally time to give him what he wants:
If anything can take my mind off of the critiques to come, I think Napoleon's "mom trousers" should do it.
Oh, and in case you're wondering, he already has ideas for the next decade of birthdays- including, but not limited to: Tarzan holding hands with a monkey, St. George slaying the dragon, and one that he just calls "Outer Space". Yes, he's a weirdo, but that's why I love him.