Still on a roll. I counted. I now have 59 Barcelona Tiles Painted. So only 41 to go. And I feel like, even though the process involves revisiting and old technique, I’m learning so much and getting better.
I had a good day in other ways as well. Got caught up with a good friend, painted live, took a long walk in the evening, sent the jazz age mystery to the editor.
Also, I’m reading a book I really love, and that makes all the difference in the world. It’s called Agatha Arch Is Afraid of Everything, and it reminds me of Where’d You Go Bernadette, which is an old favorite.