I paint like a monkey. A dab of paint here, a dribble there and no idea what’s next. This monkey is about monkeyed out!
I zigged left, or was it to the right? Regardless, I went in a different direction, or was it just more of the same?
I am headed for the start as I near the end. Another battle soon to end!
Another week passes and I’m still avoiding my goal of starting a new painting project. There’s a word for that…
Perhaps if I had a deadline or I was working for cash I might have done something this week. Nope, time to relax, take a break – ’tis the season!
Painting is hard. I can see every misplaced brush stroke. Deep within myself I have this urge to panic and quit. Arg! So much work to do.