Red all over. I really wanted to paint today. To just feel the color soak into the raw paper and then, as the glazes built up, feel it skate. Golden liquids on the same fat, manufactured paper I've been using all month.
Not thrilled. Making art? well, no. I was playing and listening to my instruments while relaxing after a long week. Hardly the religious experience it can sometimes be, but still a pleasure.
Meant to go out but it's tooooooo cold.