Monday morning while I was drinking coffee out of my lucky pink cat mug, the red phone rang! It was a commission, for a painting, maybe two or three. There was a strict color palette, and a deadline: the end of the week! I jotted down notes and disappeared into the studio, reminiscing nostalgically about the corporate world. Back in the day, I would roll out of bed and hop on a downtown bus or train, ready to drink my first cup of coffee and find out what creative magic was expected of me on that day.
That afternoon I emailed the first image to the contact, and the client had changed his mind - now they only wanted one painting. And likely not that one! So, back to the easel. I still love my lucky pink cat mug. It's from Spindleworks.
Oh, the other painting? It's about done! :-)
