self isolation - Day 30

 This might be a bit of a mashup.  I usually only try to share my art adventures, but hey, extraordinary times. Thus, I will share more personal observations too.  I suppose what I spend the most time thinking about is food.  As I have shared before, I don't cook.  But I can bake a little.  I did have to use some self rising flour and I didn't know what to use it for, but decided to try cinnamon rolls that I found online - "no-fail" cinnamon rolls.  WRONG! They were frankly awful - just awful. Ended-up-in-the-trash awful.  And believe me, I am mindful of wasting food.  Or shall I be more accurate and say mindful of wasting ingredients?  But my second attempt with self rising flour was buttermilk biscuits and they were spectacular.  Really!  I made 24 and every one of them was consumed. Long-term good as well because I put them in a zip lock bag and we had them for a few days.  Terrific.  

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​Also, bread loaves.  I usually make bread in the winter and I suppose  we all describe it as a comfort food.  That is still true, it's just not winter.  So butter topped loaves have become the norm.  ​The part left at the end I have ended up grinding and using as bread crumbs with which to roll chicken.  So again, mindful of wasting ingredients.  


Art wise, I have some progress on my latest work and hopefully I will finish it this weekend because I am sick of it.  I just can't deal with the two color concept.  It depresses me, as does the subject.  But tenacity kicks in and you just carry on.  Right?   And as a statement piece it works.  I have conceived and set up my next still life. (I just had to take a break from this one.)  The sun was out!  I couldn't just paint and look out the window at that beautiful sunshine. The rain has just been a constant -  a gray, depressing constant for weeks.  By the way, this next painting is a companion piece to another 1/2 sheet painting.  Why a companion piece?  Not for any other reason except how I plan to hang them and the fact that it is full of freaking color. So stay safe, and stay home.  Back to my brushes.  

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"The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another.  The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month."  - Henry Van Dyke