‘White-on-White’, or perhaps I should be calling it the ‘Absence of Colour’?. The addition of acrylic Matt medium to the white paint, creating the contrast between the Agnes Martin inspired bands. My eyes feeling like I’m in a snow-storm, white-out! Graphite lines, a guide. Infuriating in the smudges of grey in the increasingly annal fixation with line and purity.
The flex in the canvas, and weave exaggerated by my diabetic shakes and finger painting technique that struggles with straight lines. More wine needed?
Owl hooting. A touch of normality after the insanity of howling winds and rain. Lightning flashing through the apartment. A near strike. Prince hiding in his mobi-kennel. Safe space.
After-dinner mints, the diabetic version, with virtual guidance by the guru, ChoColette. A tad messy. Impressive looking and yummy. I did reduce the sweetener. While, a longer freeze, and letting the melted chocolate cool before trying the ‘fork-toss’ made for a better result. Gold dust. Magical.
Our ride up along the farm roads above Phantom Pass, with a pony galloping alongside us. Wonder if was also watching the TDF?