Suckin' on Soap and Salal

Here's a painting. Once again, it's based off of Salal. Maybe I'll call it Salal Again. It's blurry because I just took the photo in a dark garage.

I don't know if it's done or not, but I'm letting it go for now and moving on. This one's acrylic and oil. I'm also doing watercolours, and some watercolours with acrylic. No restrictions, whatever feels good is what I'm doing. I pulled out the ol' table saw and tomorrow I'm ripping some two-by-fours and having my first go at making big canvas stretchers for some 4' or 5' square paintings. Fun fun. So nice to be using my hands and feeling and moving around to create work, as opposed to slouching in a chair over a computer monitor.

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I bet I ate something worse than you did today. Wanna bet? How much? Okay, deal. What did you eat? Hmm.. Here's what I ate:

I found a dog biscuit in my pocket and popped it in my mouth, but it was an old biscuit that had been in my pocket and gone through the wash, so it tasted like laundry detergent.