Painting Again

Most mornings are spent in the cookery, and the afternoons vary between running errands, housework, and resting. But it looks like weekends are pretty good for some painting. It's not much, but it is better than nothing, and I am infinitely grateful for the establishment of a routine after a long year of figuring out how to start and run the cookery.

The canvas for this latest, untitled, painting was sitting on the easel for several months, still wrapped in plastic. Got ten hours of sleep on Friday night, and woke up feeling pretty good and quite energetic. I tidied up the studio area from a household sewing project, and donned my painting apron. Didn't think about it too much. Just painted to the hum of the furnace. The vase and flower on a table in front of a window is an old theme of mine, but the painting is really just about painting. It feels good to be back.