I’ve been sitting here listening to Mumford and Sons and painting. See, I find that I love listening to Mumford and Sons… and I find that I must paint on wood when I listen to them. I remember how much I love painting on wood. See how that works?
Maybe it’s the banjo.
I haven’t been art journaling as much these past couple of weeks, but I am feeling a bit of an itch for it. The art journal, though, is not made of wood. Well, ok, technically it is… It’s just not as raw as I need wood to be right this minute.
Perhaps tomorrow.
SLB is just white noise today. Wood and paint will sometimes have that effect on her. There you go.
Thankful.
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