cutting flower petals |
i may have bitten off more than i can chew. again. my imagination got the better of me, in thinking i can do it all. in a jiffy. not so. my imagination runs riot and it is a bad timekeeper at that.
the painting for the exhibition stage, but... |
there's little, naughty tell tales that pull me into this knowledge, like falling asleep with an endless list of new to-do's running round in my head, (ping!) awake in the middle of the night, you know what i'm saying.
well, i tried different versions, until i spilled the coffee {left}... middle one became sketch pad right one started with the blue skies but left me unsatisfied |
losing the fun bit, and then... this happens: spilling my cup of coffee over a drawing that was in the last stages of finishing. too stunned to react even.
using up scraps of flower petal paper into circles... |