Although I still think she should at least do the ironing.

So I might have been under orders to stay in bed for the last 5 days.  Of course I understood that to mean  "Go plant your bum in that soft leather chair and melt glass."  Doctors' words can be just as obtuse as their handwriting, so it's a good thing I speak tricksy.

I've been playing in monochromatic schemes lately and using shading to create interesting blends in specific color groups.  This is an excellent tool for really getting to know color on a first name basis.  Plus it's oodles of fun.

Except for the cleaning up part.  Seriously.  If I had a maid I would fire her.  This is my torch table after 4 sessions:

On the flip side, staring at that random mess while working results in pretties like these...

...which makes it kind of hard to stay mad at my imaginary maid.

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