So rather than sit around a feel achey, I thought I would do some painting. These are some flowers that David got me. Aren’t they pretty?
I had the idea to make this painting a bit flatter— like a print. But it didn’t really work out. I put too much detail into the flowers and failed to decide where the light was coming from. So it looks like a description of some flowers rather than evoking how they feel. Oh well. It wouldn’t be an experiment if it worked every time.
Also, why do I feel like no baby is going to show up and I’m just going to be large and hurt-y for the foreseeable future?