An art day at home with my dogs
I spent the day at home with my dogs nearby, moving between coffee, paint, and the familiar quiet of the studio. By the end of the afternoon, three small paintings had appeared: a bull, a dancer, and an astronaut.
The bull came first, all weight and blue motion. The dancer followed with softer lines, and the astronaut felt like a little surprise, floating into the day from somewhere else entirely.
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