My workout partner had to cancel this morning so I got up early to paint instead.
It's cold this morning but the days have been hot.
Ironically it feels more like winter this morning than it has in a long time.
The chill is just so.
I have a headache from my incense or music, I'm not sure which, and I refuse to give either up.
And I'm painting.
I'm working on a piece that is fast becoming my favourite portrait.
There shall be no photo updates, though, because the client wants to be surprised.
I'm 100% sure they don't read my blog.
But I'd rather just keep it hush in the meantime.