I'm so excited when painting animals. My cats, this woman; it doesn't really matter. There's something about painting the spirit of an individual. Today started out slow. For some reason I seriously could not keep my eyes open long enough to get out of bed.
From the beginning: I got up at 3AM and did some odd jobs. The alarm went off at 5. I thought I would just lay down long enough to get warm. At 7 I drug myself up. That was somewhat how the entire day went. But as you see, I did get to paint. All is good.