I’m so into my paintings these days I’ve become very boring. I should really stretch my mind and try to write something interesting. Like maybe a trip down memory lane. A story with some drama about an ex-boyfriend or some wonderful summertime experience like camping with my parents or something. I should write something with details like rich gooey chocolatey s’mores… something with some depth and texture that makes you think of your own memories! Now that would be a good blog post.
But my mind is lazy and all it cares about is PAINTING! Painting! Painting! Painting!
So here’s a cute picture of Baby Bug to tide over the grandparents and bugaholics…