Tuesday, April 08, 2008
The Treadmill (and I don't mean exercise)
It was one of those days spent doing important things that nevertheless felt like a waste because I didn't once pick up a paintbrush. Sort of like a mouse on one of those exercise wheels.
The one bright spot (literally) was that I started working up some arrangements for new still lifes. The photo above is one of them, in my light box.
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