I've been up since 6.30, painting and my ass is dying.
I have a dream that one day, I'll have a room without carpets, where I can paint and sit on something other than my bed and have my easel set up. I won't sleep, eat, and paint all in the same spot.
YAY.
Also I need new brushes badly, who wants to get me some.
I have nothing interesting to say, I'm just killing time, waiting for paint to dry.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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