More paid work this morning. It is midday, the clouds have opened and I'm just about ready to paint. Today will be all about the blue neon. I have some morse code craving my attentions, and I need practice so I can work on that competition canvas at home tomorrow.
Now the morse code is wet with rich Phthalo Blue paint, and I can't touch it for another 2 weeks. It is a good job I'm werking the competition canvas in acrylics - dry by the time I've cleaned my brush...
I'm not going to win any prizes for being the conscientious painter today, I faffed and I time wasted and I did a bit here and a bit there, and all the while in the back of my mind I knew that the real painting was going to take place tomorrow, at home, with the Thursday Painter at the helm.
Still, I have some progress to show for my hours here:
I made some more mess on the chintzy, twee canvas
I picked out the shadows and detail of the windows and balconies of the building, darkness spilling out of the cup of filth.
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