Usually I paint on paper, canvas, or wood panels. Today I painted on a small table John gave me a while ago. It had horses on it. I decided it needed to be gold. And that it also needed armadillos. And eyes. Otherwise, how would it look at you?
What prompted this? I sold one of my big seascapes, drove it to its lovely new home this morning, and installed it in a place where it can catch the light in a million fun ways.
When I got home, happy after such a fun install, I decided I wanted to move everything around. And paint the table.
