Productive Day

(This photo was taken on Thanksgiving Day, but it is a favorite of mine as it demonstrates the essence of my relationship with my little girl.)

Around 1:30 or so, my little girl and I returned to the Cloister after picking up some lunch to go from some health food place (named after some Scottish guy, there are a bunch of them across the country), and she played while I painted. With the exception of a 5 - 5:30 shopping break and then a break to prep and cook for us and my traveling companion (who came over to do some Walt Whitman poetry), I painted on and off from 2:30 until just about 11:30 p.m.

Completed "Writer's Block," worked more on the "Redhead in the Tropical Setting," the self-portrait, and "The Half-Drunk Bourbon."

And with some input from my daughter, started a new piece, yet to be titled, which I will give to her and her mother for Christmas. It involves one of those funky sunsets over the water with a guy (the artist?) looking out.

Again, photos will eventually be available, but the product again is nothing to write home about.

But it sure as hell is fun.

And, again, it was great to stand and paint and drink some wine and share bourbon with my traveling buddy, who was working on some knitting project with a somewhat complex pattern.

My little girl got to sleep around 9:30 p.m.

All is right with the world.