My oldest punk had some friends over Friday night and one of them brought pizza.
I saw 4 canvases in 2 pizza boxes.
I roughed up the surface of one and then gave them a coat of gesso.
I cut up the granola box for smaller canvases too. Apparently everything is fair game when my bottle of gesso is open.
I painted and I wrote.
And this is what came out.
Trying to get back into the habit again…
I’m always creating, but I recently signed up for a sketching class by Junelle Jacobsen and I’ve fallen in love with thumbnail sketching. Here’s a peek into my sketchbook.
A new day, a fresh page, a blank slate.
I cannot quit loving the light in my studio this morning.
Sometimes it’s the simplest pages from my journal that speak the loudest.