unfinished paintings

Recently, it seems like my infrequent pop-ins have coincided with a later hour. I feel like I'm a little 'un sneaking cookies, except now that I'm all grown up I make and eat entire batches of cookies all by myself and so I've had to replace my deviousness with late night blogging. It's still somewhat delicious to be up late (later than I intended or should be awake), listening to the hum of the refrigerator with only a few lights on and my projects sprawled across the living room floor while I'm stretched on the couch.

Have I mentioned that I'm in an oil painting class this semester? Well, I am. These are two of the paintings that I've been working on. I had a brilliant idea to photograph my progress since I feel like from the first to the last brush stroke there is a big evolution and sometimes I love things about my paintings before they're anywhere near completed. (Side note: The paintings are still not finished but look very different from these pictures and I have yet to take any more pictures of them.) It's fun to celebrate success; even when that success is still in progress.

My profound advice for the day: Go do something naughty. It's tasty.