Art things all over the place...

First things first, God bless my partner, Sam, for his patience, understanding and support of my art…my tiny business. Bless him for taking care of me after my dental surgery yesterday (I’m better today…not as out of it, but sore and not able to eat much we'll see how these pancakes work out in a few minutes) I’m not sure where I would be without him in my life.

That being said up front, I work with my “stuff” every where around me from the livingroom couch. I have an office downstairs and yet I'm way more comfortable on the couch with a lap board (which for some reason i’m not using right now as it sits on the ottoman across the room wh8le my tablet is proped up on my fav couch blanket??). Right now, I've got my 2nd piece for the 10x10 Exhibtion at my art gallery sitting on top of our chair; as if it needs a window view. It does not btw. I did leave it there yesterday while under the influence of dental surgery drugs. It needs some fine tuning…lines erased and to be trimmed on one side. I’ve got the black shorts I’m finished on the arm of the couch, a side table full of drawings sitting there waiting to be relevant again, my supplies and other projects that I don’t know what i’m doing with yet sitting on the floor. Not to mention (and not pictured) beads haphazardly sitting on my book shelf where books should be. I clean this area up some times, but then I start to work on something and the supplies come out and are precariously staked on the back of the couch. Sam tries picking up some times too. It works for a day or two then I get an idea….commence chaos once again.

I guess it’s the artist in me?