Rough couple weeks here. Our 1992 Chevy blew its power steering pump, thankfully at a good time. We got home. A couple rides from our best friends and Dana (my personal hero and spouse) was able to fix it.

My hero spouse saved Christmas. We missed a Solstice party, but celebrated that day here with venison stew I had made for the party.

I kicked myself into the studio and painted. While wet below

I was working on Yupo, a plastic paper like surface. The color floats.

Second day photo when dry. It certainly followed its own paths