This is the painting that I painted on cam tonight. It's from this hallucination I've been having. This character in it, this Joan of Arc-type, was wearing it on her chest as a flag on the tunic over her armor. It's been haunting me, even when she is not around, so I thought I'd paint it. It's watercolor, acrylic and glitter where a jewel was. Two fields were never clear to me, so I improvised.
This is the palette pressing. I make one in the nearest art journal whenever I paint. It usually says more about my mood than the actual paintings do. That's why I started saving them.
So . . . that's what I did tonight. Tomorrow I will go through the images from the cam and pick out the good ones to make a video of me making the painting without my head obscuring the frame. At that point, I will also decided what to put behind it. I want to do a reading of something fun. Like Jabberwocky (I don't know that I'm quite up to that task), you get the idea. I wish I had my mom's Big Book of Neil Simon Plays. Oh, the monologues! Hilarious readings. It was full of them. I suppose I could find some of my old faves online somewhere.
Once the video is done, I will post it on my Patreon site, along with a high res version of the painting and the pressing as an example of things I create. And the video as a tease for the live web cam art making, which will end up as a reward for third and fourth tier patrons (and you guys) from Patreon. First and second tiers get the video and second tier gets a high res photo of the completed piece. Somehow. I'm working that out.
Boomer does that thing . . . that quintessential cat thing where they open their eyes in defcom 5 panic mode and look at absolutely nothing like Jesus himself is descending on a flaming Vespa with Audrey Hepburn on the back. She does this often when she isn't getting attention. then she plays The Floor Is Lava and climbs under my couch. I have come to the conclusion that Boomer is a Very Strange Cat.
Male comedians who aren't particularly attractive: The Fluffy Full-Neck Beard doesn't help your cause. No, not at all.
Okay, so there is another reason I don't like Comedy Central. I don't talk about it because it could be so much worse. They have their moments. they at least try to play "Blazing Saddles". They have to edit it all to shit, but they try. It's a classic movie that I wish everyone could see. And understand the place where the humor comes from. The place of absolute mockery and satire. But those of us with basic cable can no longer be trusted with such things.
I have paint on my hands. It feels good. I don't even know how it got there, my brushes are like 8' long.
I tink my cable just got shut off. Three days early. I feel a pout coming on.