I mentioned I was in a show this passed weekend. It was called Paint the Heartland and though I had said I would keep it all hush hush, I decided, since I found out I was more successful this year than I had originally hoped, I would brag a little. I figured I deserved to give myself a little praise because I work so damned hard and I never know if I am up or down. Coming or going. In or out. Up or down... in. Out. Coming... coming... going. Go. Ing.
Ha! It's like that... messy and crazy and confusing!! But I do want to share my happy news with you, dear reader.
My beautiful Black Friday Medusa (see her up on the wall?) has sold. She's gone. Good-bye sweet painting. I will miss her. She stood vigil over my household for a while. I also sold my rendition of Van Gogh's water lilies. Yet another happy painting. Yay for the Princess, eh? Yup. Yay.
In other news... This is my latest drawing. It's about a popped rouge balloon. Pop. Dead. Deflated. Like me. At one time. Not now. But then. Back then...