January 17, 2015

Revised Bathory and the sun is not yet up.

Closed on this house one year ago today.

Went to the studio. First I had to put it back into order after another user (MY order: he’d actually left it just fine.) Then I had to gag back my breakfast (if I’d had one) sweeping stink bugs and spider webs and substantial live spiders off canvases I wanted to work on. Worried that there was too much vermin and too much dust for a serious studio. Finally got to painting, and I was happy. Revised two. Began one.  Repaired one that the borrower had accidentally damaged. The morning flew. I was happy. Ate crackers and cheese until the sky turned a color that is the shadow of aqua, as it is now.