Back to the Chrysalis today, working on a larger piece. My reacquaintance with oil paints so far has been both alluring and challenging. Or perhaps the challenge lies elsewhere. Let’s not over analyze, it’s so boring. All I know is I felt tired today, but eventually I got back to work. There were many moments when I felt like I didn’t know what I was doing. All throughout it the lavender spike oil smelled amazing, and that gave me hope but also made me wistful. At some point Bobby and Nancy came upstairs. Bobby stole the rag I wipe my brushes on out of the pocket of my apron. It was really cute.