I don't know why I bother to paint my nails with nice pink nail polish because I am only going to get them all spotted and splotched with acrylic paint in brilliant colours, reds, yellows, greens blues and magenta! I keep my nails very short and despite being attracted to bright colours on other people and in many other things, I like my fingernails soft and neutral in a shell pink usually. Apparently the universe is trying to direct me in another direction. Something like this perhaps.
Aside from on my finger nails, the table and the floor, I got some paint onto a canvas. More than one canvas actually. There has been a painting frenzy going on. These may or may not be keepers. I paint over things often unless I really love them but I must have some sort of bond with these ones because they've actually got names. Flowers and portraits are fairly obvious but I don't usually name my abstracts. I confess that sometimes I look at an abstract painting and it has a name I just don't see and I inwardly roll my eyes. I know I know, I'm a total bitch. In my desire to spare friends and family from having to inwardly (or outwardly) roll their eyes too, I rarely attach a name.
Bah, what nonsense. It's time to name things because naming is fun.
Pagan Ritual (this made an appearance in my recent home tour post)
The Sunlight Pierces Me....(on the left)
(and on the right)...I've Got My Spine, I've Got My Orange Crush
Now, enjoy a little R.E.M.