I spent a little time on an intriguing Let’s Face It class today, as well as some play with gel plates. I’m having that post-social need to regenerate thing, alongside feeling extremely creeped out at how silent some folk are being about the ongoing genocide that is now extended to another country.
The privilege I have being able to whine about whether my art is going well, or not.
Anyway, here’s the class wip. It’s oil on paper.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
224/300
Thrummie Bizzum 
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