Bleah

I was so excited last night because I had no errands to run, no housecleaning to do, nothing (besides my son) that would require my attention today. I had the whole day to devote to art if I wanted. And I did want. Then I wake up today and...bleah. I was not at all interested in continuing on with either of the more labor intensive projects sitting on my drafting table.

I figured that I shouldn't let today be a complete waste, so I dabbled around with one of the mini scrap canvases I've made myself (just for experimentation). This is what I came up with: I had no idea what I was doing when I started; just squirted a bunch of paint out, and randomly let my brush do what it wanted. I have a feeling of where I could take this now, so maybe in a few days I'll post the second part of this little piece that certainly does not reflect my current energy level.

Maybe it's wishful thinking?