So I am sick again!
That's what I get for moving to a place that is really really cold.
Cori and I were listening to Marvin Gaye last night as I was painting, and suddenly I just had one of my urges to do a bit of performance- so I started painting a moustache on my face, followed by a full, manly beard.
Here I am on my bed "Come On Come On Come On Come On."
And here is the revised version of my pomegranate/glass painting, only with a pair of turquoise gloves as well!
I don't know about the cream wall, I'm probably going to do something darker. I think it's funny the way you can make preparatory studies of something and end up liking them better anyway- even if you spent one million years on the second one.
I love you like meat loves salt.
P.S Who Loves MY SO CALLED LIFE more than life itself?