On Familiar Ground (or scaffold)

After shedrowing for three days, Michael decided against getting back on horses. Not that he doesn't have the ability and stamina, he's concerned with his weight. I agree with his decision, althought I understand his frustration with the horses coming up short. I feel alot of changes in the air- expectations and possibilities abound.

I started the huge multi-canvas project. The scent of oil and turps makes everything right with the world. Familiar comfort. Last week I completed a piece that I'll try on e-bay this week. I'm feeling quite intrepid with these online auctions, affirming that I'll figure them out. It's a horse head portrait in gold leaf and acrylic. Developed into a lovely little gem.

PayPal is my new friend.