Sore Muscles

I feel a little frantic.

A new idea every day?  A new idea every day and an eye open for composition and value and limited palette?

Really?

A little frantic, I tell you.

But appreciating the sore muscles coming from stretching way past comfort to my personal edges. Little time to think.  Little time to fuss.

Cuppa, Buncha
6x6", acrylic on watercolor paper
still life
2015