During the Creative Process
It has been snowing since Thanksgiving. Okay, maybe not everyday, but it has, for the most part, been on the ground since then.
“Snow, snow, and did I say….SNOW???”
“Eddie’s Failed Attempt to Mail Himself to Jamaica”
Cabin fever has officially hit. Not that I live in a cabin. Or have a fever for that matter.
But somehow, home-in-the-suburbs-if-I-don’t-get-some-sunshine-and-warm-weather-soon-I-am-gonna-scream,
doesn’t have quite the same ring to it. So we’re going with cabin fever.
I have caught Eddie online, twice now, surfing the “all inclusive” resorts in the Caribbean. Thankfully his searches go something like…”cat resorts, catnip plantation tours, cat-friendly beaches” so I am not too worried on him scoring a place, otherwise I would take back my credit card he has hidden in his room under his bed.
He asked me to post his painting of him with his grass skirt and island hat (Phyllis on top) to help remind him that balmy days are still happening somewhere on the planet.
“Eddie Goes Native (and Takes Phyllis with Him)
8 x 8in on museum quality panel
Viva la sunshine! Viva la balmy breeze!
Viva——–the paper towel I use in my studio.
Sorry folks–I warned you I had cabin fever…:))