Somehow, I was roped into painting bird-feeders for my child’s school…and I don’t know how to do things by half. Ooph.
It’s coming along nicely; and the piece has a dual nature…this is my last pregnancy (of two) and it’s a cathartic process, allowing me to wave au revoir to my pregnancy days, in a rather whimsical fashion. *big sigh*
The things we do…oh, to be paid doing what we love!
I’m getting there, but it never ends; there’s always just a little bit here or a touch up there. Ooph. Painting theatre sets and the subsequent deadline, can go and eat a big bag of…