Here's a current pic of the figurine/statue/sculpture I have been working on. They are a bit overexposed- the lighting in the pool room is not wonderful at 8:30 in the a.m. Instead of packing to go to Las Vegas I had to put one more coat of color and a very heavy coat of gesso on her- just to get that last glimpse before I put her up for a week. It's very hard to tear myself away from my projects and it's hard to be "done" even if its just for the day. My kids go hungry (don't fear, the little monkeys just climb the cabinets and raid the lunch snacks, I am sure they make healthy choices...)the house gets messier, my husband hates me. Its all in the name of art, right? I really need to be alone, all alone in my studio. The one in the middle of a field of daisies, filled with beautiful summer sun light and precious quiet except for the occasional twitter of a bird that floats in on a soft, sweet breeze. The breeze that tempts and teases me outside along with