I don’t know why, but it took a number of days for me to finish those two gouaches. I mean, I know why. I’m the slowest painter on earth!

It’s not like I painted the entire time. It was a holiday weekend, so I got to hang out with Hannah. I also spent most of yesterday baking banana bread. That’s the first time I’ve ever tried that and it came out pretty good.

But I do paint slower than a slug. I had to paint a few areas repeatedly because the first time I thought I was finished, I noticed greasy fingerprints on the paper where there wasn’t any paint—on both sides of the sheet! I nearly shit. I was so upset. (See below.)

I’m working on Rives BFK, which is a printing paper, and you can’t erase on it; that just tears up the paper. I almost threw my hands up trying to think of some kind of “save” without changing the composition. I had to sleep on it. In the morning, I came up with a solution. So, here it is, finally:

I titled it Lost in the Caboose.

The second one is called, Encompassing Tent Factory:

It took another day to take pictures of these. I didn’t have good pictures of the other two that I liked best to go with these, so I shot all four, then edited them in Photoshop so they were all the same tones.

Elephant Blouse and Mending Station:

So, that’s the suite of four.

Now, I’m going back to work on the rest of the stuff for my show. It’s too bad I can’t talk about some of it since it’s a secret, but it’s taking up a lot of my time. I’ve come a long way, though. It’s something that’s for a small window of time, which almost seems like a waste, but it won’t be.

Which kinda reminds me of the first time I learned about the extended periodic table, where many of the elements are hypothetical because of their atomic weights and such—some, like Einsteinium, can only exist for a certain amount of time in space (less than 21 hours!), as if put into being by the minds of evil geniuses. But theoretically, it exists! But humans only exist for a certain amount of time as well, so it’s not so trippy after all.

What am I going on about? Well, if you know what I was working on, it would make more sense.