Twenty Minutes or What?

Twenty minutes to start something new

As I was saying..yes, twenty minutes to something new on the table, easel, whatever. It's been a quiet Sunday and I had time to paint, having danced around the paints all week.

I played with beads twice, coming up with two different bracelet designs, and successfully by-passed painting. What's with that?

Today there was that split second decision to put water in the plastic bucket and just do it.

Isn't it funny, though, that I can go to my studio where the beading stuff is, sit there to come up with jewelry designs and finished products, but I ignore the watercolor paints sitting on the dining room table? I think it's funny. It's really not funny, it's annoying behavior, and it has to stop.

To be totally honest, I don't even think I worked on this new piece for twenty minutes. Maybe it was more like ten minutes. Just enough time to sketch the composition and throw down some color, that's all. You can see the paper is still rolling with water and hasn't dried when I took the photograph. Quick and done.

Tomorrow I can move this along and get a feel for where I want to go with it.

Just to let you in on a little secret, I am planning to paint bigger. Don't tell Mr. Resistance. He might throw a roadblock in my way. Just saying.