Christmas Eve. Guess I better get started shopping. I've carved out two hours after lunch. Don't know if I need that much time, but we'll see.
Went for a walk with a leashed up Peaches. She was so happy, but then every day is Christmas Day to a dog. Quite nippy out.
About a week ago I went out to get the paper in the early morning twilight and looked up to see a spectacular sliver of light arcing across the entire sky. On closer inspection I realized it was two very long cloud banks almost touching, but not quite. I returned to my studio to try and capture what I saw:
Not even close, but a worthy effort. Although the actual effect looked as fake as the cloud buffalo going off to the right and the cloud horse going off to the left. Ha.
In between paintings I have been noodling more narrative boxes:
Not sure I'm getting anywhere with them, but I keep trying.
I have a hunch, one of them is going to work, but I'm not sure which one it will be:
“The church is close, but the road is icy.
The bar is far, but I will walk carefully.”
—Old Vaquero Saying
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