Paint it blue

I'm horribly deprived of sleep, so I was supposed to go to bed early today. Bollocks. Kept flirting with Painter instead. Apparently much, much more flirting is required.

We share the same biology regardless of ideology

Worked too long on his snout yesterday, then rushed it to just GET IT DONE today, so I wouldn't have to think about it anymore. So there.

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

More, I need MORE!

More art therapy.

I'm so out of practise with painting.
And I can't get what people see in these dogs. I can't get what I see in them. There's something adorably piggy about them.

We cats know who we are.

I was feeling pretty crappy earlier. I still do, but speedpainting gave my hands something to do and my mind an opportunity to ease onto something less complicated.