Thursday, September 10, I looked at my yet to be finished memory painting started last February in Hawaii. I am just getting ready to dig into the center. Maybe tomorrow!
Between the smokey ash falling and the new equipment to help Fisherman Hubby's neuromuscular repiratory failure, plus sluggish digestive system, I could not work in another wonder ful painting hour with one granddaughter and her boyfriend. The lighting is so weird, and just trying to keep up with chores, I did not paint today. Instead I changed paintings in the house with paintings I hope will be calming.
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