I had an art show today, and can I be honest? I wasn't looking forward to it. I knew it wasn't the right venue for me. It was more a craft fair, and I can't compete in price with low-ticket items when I'm making original art that takes me hours, days, months to complete. Anyway, I woke up at 1 a.m. and tossed and turned for an hour until I got up and painted this one.
O.k., I worked on it BEFORE I went to bed and then finished it in those wee hours. It was a rough day and included two losses that I just cannot write about here. Some things are too close to the heart, no?
Suffice it to say, I am drinking a Spanish wine as I type this and will be going to bed early. I was also right about that craft fair, by the way. But I did get a wonderful compliment towards the end of it which bolstered my artistic spirit. My eyes feel heavy right now, unlike this lady's below. Let's just focus on her joy, shall we?