Wet

Wet canvas, that is. LOOK HERE for the kind of things that make me squee.
Yes. I am a confirmed art nerd.
I know that alizarin crimson will go cool if mixed with titanium white, but cadmium red light will not. Cadmium red deep, however, will, particularly if mixed with zinc white. And that Indian red was originally derived from the urine of Indian water buffalos fed only on mango leaves.
Ain't that a kick in the head?
Erm...I'm quite tired, and I wanted to share my joy with you.
I am going to buy a pair of fabulous boots.
They will make me happy.
Even though Elton John is not my Grandmother.
I have a better Grandmother, and she makes fabulous barley soup.
I will, for those curious, be posting WIPs of my painting for the benefit of one beautiful Brit Canadian, with brief blurbs detailing the process, more for my own benefit than anyone else's. So if you're the person this painting is going to, don't look, because until the last couple layers, it's going to look like rubbish.
Erm...yes. I am sleepy. I've given a vain attempt to write more poetry lately, but you know how that goes. Whenever you try, it turns around and gives you a solid kick in the groin.
And with that thought, and the knowledge that no, I will not foist any lame midnight extempore poetry on you, I turn in.