I started my dogs for tonight and got the German shepard done... Set my tablet pen down somewhere and can't find it. Looked for 20 minutes and it's gone. I'll take that as an argument from some other higher power it's time to just oil paint. I had a great day that ended with me getting upset at a friend and saying something maybe I shouldn't have , now that's occupying my mind and dragging me down. It's tough once you get into a mucky state of mind to try and paint. Some people are masters at it and can run with their emotions and funnel it into their art. Create paintings that make you think sad, envy, and anger. Mine never come that way. So my happy paintings stay happy paintings, but it never makes me feel better... Maybe tonight I should try it, I have a good 2 hours to throw something small together. I'll see if I can convey my mood to it... For now heres the one dog I got done. He's sad, he's small, but he's (she?) is my dream dog.
Okay here's what I did in an hour. Haha it's no Carol Marine 1 hour painting but it's about as dark as I could make it. I guess I kinda feel like that sad sad ice cream cone. XD Have a good night, that's it for me. (I also sat slumped in my chair the whole time with my arm xtended lazily out.)
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