Progress!

With the exception of a break around 12:30 p.m. for a beer and a bourbon while tried to figure out what to do with the disaster I created, I spent most of the day inside, re-doing the base coat, listening to the Velvet Underground and other tunes and painting. Thinking about the art I saw last night, the detail, the passion, I feel very much like a caveman (and if you are out there, my neanderthal friends, I mean no offense...you invented graffiti, and street art, so for that I am grateful) in my style and utter lack of detail.

But, baby steps!

Here's a status report: a pint glass full of the magic elixir chocolate egg cream, with white foth dripping over the side, an ashtray with a lit cigar,with smoke heading toward the egg cream glass, which splits the trail of smoke into two, a book (title to be determined). Can't say I am not pleased with the progress for a day.

And my muse, my redhead with glasses and poetry book...she was with me in my armchair all along!

Off to a post-Halloween party, where I am going as the painter and my fellow traveler is going as Picasso's Blue Period. Although, based on my recent epiphany about the depression I have been fighting, it could very well be McLain and His Blue Period! That's at 9ish.

Time now to step out for a quick beer.