I painted and pottered for several hours today, working in my sketchbook, and also carrying on with my six little canvases.
All six now have gel transfers of the odd little face motif from one of my drawings, and I’ll start painting them tomorrow, unless my brain takes me off in some other direction, which is entirely possible.
My current sketchbook of choice is getting all juicy and feeling like it might be full soon, and if I have achieved anything in my art this year it is developing a sketchbook practise.
Among my sketches today, I painted the beetroot pot we fell in love with at an antique dealer’s warehouse last year. I don’t really paint objects, but this little guy is just calling out to be painted.
I mean you could argue this is still portraiture 😉
Til the morn,
Suzanne
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Thrummie Bizzum 
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