Tuesdays' I don't get much done. It is the day I listen to my body- by taking a yoga class with Roberta Roll, and then I listen to my father-in-law by taking an afternoon drive with him. This day he bought me lunch at the Mountainside cafe and I benefited from his 80 years of imparted wisdom on the school system and the price of oil. It wasn't a bad day at all- but I finished a small painting called, "A Bad DAY"- I actually started it during a lull in my open studio event and stopped because I felt it bad luck to continue. Inspired by images posted on the internet...know what I mean? It is a little over 7 x 11 inches.
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