When something seems a little off, try turning it upside down. This is the piece I posted yesterday, rotated and reworked with acrylics. Who knows where it will stop?
Instead of production sewing, I kept painting. I am a neophyte. The marks of brush and color continuously amaze me. And it is wild to have so flexible a medium to hand. The last was made wiping up what was left on my palette. I took prints off it, a la Catherine Carter, and liked what was left behind the best:
My cat, now painfully thin but still crazy and loving, kept me company.
I often find acrylic paint on her tail these days.