Here is the studio corner of my bedroom. You can see Oscar the Therapist Plant dressed as a Christmas tree behind the easel. Suits him well, I think.
The 'hey, look! I'm a painter and I'm painting my own self portrait' self portrait that I am working on currently. Actually just stopped working on it (hey, it's 2 am already... should probably stop now...) Originally the left arm was on my lap and my hand was concealed by the palette, then I thought, 'well, it looks stiff and dead and seems like I'm afraid to paint hands. We MUST not have that...'
so it's an 8x9 inch canvas. used to be a landscape of trees. ok, so landscapes aren't my thing, so it turned into a self portrait of just my face and shoulders, i decided that was scary and looked really stupid and I looked like i was 50 years older than I really am so then it turned into this. And it will stay this way (basically, anyway. I still have to finish it....)
another fun fact, the canvas in the painting is entirely made up. hooray for imagination!
And this is my super creative use for a pizza box. My room dries out my paint so fast and tin foil seems to rip too easily to be a suitable palette cover, hopefully this works out. As you can see, it is lined with more tin foil. Maybe it will infuse the paints with parfum de pizza and people will buy my paintings? Or perhaps I should just go to bed now...
peace love and turkey legs my friends.
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