I started oil painting the Saturday after September 11th, 2001. Most every Saturday, except for summers. But I stopped to get myself done with grad school, and it's been a long, long, long time. Since... June 2005? Really?
So today I shoved some things around and... wow, does it feel good to get back into it, even if just by myself.
I normally find it rude to publicly message people, but in this case I've got to say thank you to Jilly for setting a good example, Dusty and Derek for the day at the Met, and Rinnie for the day of creativity.
I'm not done with the four projects I started today, but they got off to good starts and I have ideas.
I guess I didn't realize how much I'd missed being dirty and happy and exhilarated and just still inside.
Like Peter says, you need to reboot. (...he does his way; I do mine.)
A very good way to start the summer.
Here's a photo of what I think was the last one before now: