The third surge. Adjusting to life at my parents'. A birthday. We evolve.
The Election Day that became a week (or two months, depending how you look at it). Friendship, family, and transitions.
I actually did a little dance after I finished this one.
A self-portrait in the style of ancient frescoes... or, at least, that was the idea.
A nod to one of the great polymaths, Leonardo da Vinci. Complete with mirror writing!
Seven months of joie de vivre, painted in almost three hours.
I like it, but I may have painted myself into a conceptual corner. Also it's moving week.