Bananarama… and not the Engish pop band.
Aspen leaves… no longer quaking.
I was starting to fuss so I stopped. Of course now that I want to go back in and add her shadow she’s nowhere to be found. Cats!
On the road. Channeling my inner Jack Kerouac.
It’s like déjà vu all over again.
Working on too dark acrylic lightened with a coating of gesso and sanded to be a bit smoother.
Ugh! Not smooth enough!
No… not from Harry & David… but still juicy and sweet!
… better late than never!