The painting is almost done.
I don't want it to end. And I do.
As I type this entry I am sitting in front of my almost finished painting. As always it's been a labor of love. Labor. Lots of labor. Going to bed with a stiff shoulder and back kind of labor.
Last month I described how in the first few weeks I eventually fall in love. The past 4-6 weeks have been hot and heavy: staying up late, long weekends together, finding an hour or two here and there during the work week. HA!
Now as I near the end, I'm both delighted and a little melancholic. I don't want this to end. The feeling conflicts with my past weeks of chasing fast progress, fast. I took the reference photo over 2 years ago and this image has lived in my brain since.
In 2 days she'll be done. Then I just get to admire her, live with her, and move on to the next one.
A few things worth sharing
RECIPE: This salted caramel brownie recipe was in-CRED-ible. Homemade caramel (not hard, truly) with homemade brownie batter... like... uh... delicious!
QUOTE: From writer Saul Bellow:
"I feel that art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos. A stillness, which characterizes prayer too, and the eye of the storm. I think that art has something to do with an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction."
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