I'm giving my boys a rest, I want to read Schmid this weekend. I want to reorganize my studio. I want to expand it into the adjacent, connecting storage room. When I get into these reorganizational moods and looking for space, you know I'm getting very serious.
I went to visit a new follower today, Helen H. Trachy, from Quebec. She's an oil painter interested in portraiture and still life. Her lovely painting of Falls's first apples, plus what I read yesterday in Alla Prima, whispered that maybe I should get back into still lifes and flowers for further studies of painting shapes and values? I've never been a fan of painting things that didn't move, but I would be painting alla prima, from life, without photographic distortions. That's a move in the right direction.
So thirty minutes with charcoal copying the masters and thirty minutes painting coffee cups and pots and whatnot. My dance card is filling up. Well, you're going to do something or you're not.