Batching the 12×12″ canvases today, and I played around with the colours on this one. In my sketchbook the painting that inspired this one was a very limited palette, and I have extended the palette a little, which I am starting to enjoy. I really like the version in the sketchbook, but this one looks more like there’s a human attached.
I just opened Instagram with a thought about posting, which I do occasionally, and I wasn’t aware my sound was on, which it rarely is, and some man shouted at me “if you have a turkey neck” and I switched the app off and have managed not to break things.
A turkey neck.
Wtf?
A woman cannot go anywhere online without being subjected to this bullshit.
Whilst I’m in opinion mode, I saw someone being asked why their art isn’t political, which is really funny because in the same space anyone posting political art immediately ends up with a dogpile. Aside from that, in this day and age when actual whole towns are being evicted from their land to be replaced by AI data centres that are destroying the climate, any piece of art made with a paintbrush is fucking political.
A turkey neck. Pfft. The man was not exactly reeking of appeal, it should be noted.
Happy December. I have an interesting fact on the day after Scots and Scottish Gaelic languages were given legal protection in Scots Law. Scottish Gaelic and Irish are closely related, but full of differences. Irish for December is Mí na Nollag, which means “month of December”. Scots Gaelic for December is An Dùbhlachd, which means “the blackness”. So I’m really wishing you a very Scottish lovely blackness 😀
If you are on the instathing, feel free to give me a follow. It might jiggle the algorithm to keep the turkey man away.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
653/700
Thrummie Bizzum 
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