All stocked up on paints. And no place to go. Off the Facebook and Instagram because who do I want to burden with my me? So I place here paintings made recently and up until yesterday, to finish with the breakdown of an 8 foot canvas to make room for refinishing the floors at the Art Association. There I dutifully practice confinement with peanut butter, jelly and old vinegar lentils. Good news! Yesterday afternoon I danced alone in its public space. Which means, I am freeing,
"Striped Skunk before getting rolled up for good"
Eat your heart out, Gustav Klimt!