Back in the Saddle

My days are haunted by the smell of oil, varnish and spirit. I am hooked into the painting drug and lose all track of time now. Mugs of tea grow cold and if I didn’t set alarms or the ache in my muscles didn’t remind me to move I think I might have to admit to an addiction. Four new paintings this month. I added the NEW category under the paintings menu to try and make it easier for people to find my latest works.