Came home from work today to find a mason jar full of turquoise dye spilled all over my work table, chair, and floor.
|paper eating evil beast|
|dumper of buckets|
|spiller of liquids|
He knows I'm pissed at him so he's being ingratiatingly cute:
|In the basket with the stuffed studio mink|
|In the scrap box under my work table|
|PLEASE don't be mad at me!|
(I love that he's laying in the middle of Cameron's black kitty paintings)
(and no, Cam, your paintings are not still laying on the couch after all these months - this is just an old picture)
Like most of us, he's a study in contrasts.
I've been messing around with my new Inktense pencils (LOVE!!!!)
and altering a creepy black and white picture of myself.
Here's one of my own contrasting sides:
I think I like this view best:
Linking up to the "Opposites" theme over at the Butterfly Effect, where we are ALL pretty ALL the time.
Go see for yourself.