Sometimes, ok, often I ask myself why in the fricken world do I keep painting/drawing. My work always falls short of my expectations. I guess that’s why I keep going … I think it’s called – hope! I hope the next one is better.
Get off now the ship it’s sinking! Your toy bucket won’t toss the water fast enough. Hopelessness only makes it more hopeless!
The undo command in digital painting programs is way too useful. It allows me to try endless options until I am mired in the bottomless pit of experimentation.
What the what! How I could such a crappy year pass by so quickly. It sure is a good thing that time travel does not exist. There was very little reason to revisit 2020. Too much crap to muddle through to find the good stuff.
If you think you have trained your cat then you need to think again. It is you that has been trained. They are heartless and relentless. Do not rub them the wrong way!
I can’t concentrate. The newest member of the household is an unsympathetic taskmaster. I can only doodle intermittently.