When I don’t paint everyday, I always feel anxious about picking up my brushes. I know it’s silly but it’s just a little quirky thing for me. Usually when I feel like this I move around in circles skirting my work space or rather the inevitable... to just get on with it. I’ll tidy up, tinker around and finally I will pick up an old piece or a canvas I’ve been struggling with. It does feel less intimidating than a blank canvas when I do that and of course, I already have a starting point. The other day when I went away for a few days to paint, I was struggling with this canvas and I abandoned it for a week or two and it became my under painting to this piece. I love painting like this and working alla prima. It reminds me all over again, why I love paint so much. Thank you sweet little 6”x6” for bringing me joy tonight and warming me up ready for creativity and filming tomorrow.