There was painting yesterday. Which was amazing. My new easel is fantastic. Except that it's clean + pretty and as much as I love that - it's not going to be perfect until it's roughed up. Not broken, but proven. I didn't plan to paint elk, but that's what appeared and I'm not going to argue.
I'm just going to listen.
(And I'm going to finish this one and two more this week.)
Today: More paint, please. I love painting so much. Sometimes I forget that and WHAT A SHAME THAT IS because when the paint is right and the brush feel good and the light is nice - it's like being on top of the world. It realy is. Today I have a naturopath appointment to learn the results of the allergy tests and to talk about the progress of this diet and where we go from here. To the top of the world, I say.