Here is my starting place for the painting this morning, after finishing up last night. I didn’t want to stop, ready to add lavender next. But who knows the next color now … it feels kind of flamenco to me right now. Kind of South American, too. Kind of Rio, like really old, 1930’s Rio. Not that that’s REALLY that old. Time speaking. Earth speaking.
On the editing of the novel for now. Back later.
What seems like mannnny hours later, and actually kind of is … I’ve finished the fine-toothed comb run-through. I still need to check the chapter numbers one more time. I added a like, four-sentence bio and the same black and white pic that I have attached to the blog here. … I need to rest.
So, let’s go with last night’s progress on the painting for now? I’m really fatigued after all of that work. ZZZZZZZZ ….