I’m actually working sporadically on a novel of the same name. Kind of a horror/supernatural version of Single White Female and based on actual experiences I had with a pyscho chick I once knew.
This painting was on a huge piece of cardboard and once again points out my lack of drawing ability. That thing in the lower left hand corner is supposed to be a brain. haha. I sold it (!!!) several years ago.
I recently found a disc with images of old paintings I’ve done. Some of them I still have somewhere. It’s funny how the fact that I literally cannot draw a straight line has never stopped me from trying. As always, I was just trying to concentrate on color.
For lack of any other news to write about, I’ll try and post one a day for a while and see how it goes.
I was kinda doodling with acrylics when I did this first one. It’s on a canvas panel and I still have it somewhere. It’s called E-8, but I don’t remember why that was significant at the time. I like the moon and the animal is okay. It’s probably close to ten years old.
Don’t worry. No plans to quit the day job. (Though some days I wouldn’t mind.)