XIX N MMXVII

‘Tom ? This is Bill. I’m in some trouble … and need either your legal expertise or experience.’ ‘Do you know what time it is ? Besides, you moron, they’re both the SAME thing AND the fee is the same. So what it it ?’

I missed completely the opportunity for a meaningful (?) entry on XVIII as my birth number. It was a Holiday on the calendar according to Bill as yours should be and when it falls on a weekend day, you OWN that day. IOW, everything is FREE time !!

Consequently, I was busy and blogging fell off of … what ? The plate, radar, stove ? Pick one.

It was horribly windy all day which frankly made a bike ride dangerous so that was removed from the agenda. I mean it was just howling and from time to time the windows rattled & shook. I did venture out and the wind had a deceptive chill and reminded me that it was the perfect trap to bring on a sinus episode, cold or even the flu but I had the shot so no worry there. But you get the point. I slipped on a light hoodie.like Elliott on Mr Robot.

Progress was made and will continue as soon as I finish this report. I think the layout is complete and now I can concentrate on the color application. Mixing & blending, washing, spreading it around and selectively scrapping small & tiny bits off to reveal the undercoat.

Yesterday prior to Mass I hit a creative wall which even happened to da Vinci & Castiglione. I understand Caravaggio also. All the greats.

Anyway, I was taking measurements from the original photo and running them thru the formula for proportionality to compose the 36 x 48 “ version properly & more accurately. And the numbers starting running together. Fractions to decimal equivalents, some points suddenly were suspect so I CALMLY walked away to regroup, refresh and retool.

I returned to the major painting studio after Mass and first figured out which points I needed most breaking down reference points on the photo and the large canvas.

THIS IS TERRIBLY BORING. YOU KNOW THAT DON’T YOU ?

That’s it. I don’t have to put up with this.

You RUINED IT for everybody.

Have a dreadfully rotten day & I hope your milk has spoiled and all the expiration dates have arrived.