I’ve been down in the basement, doing a few last minute touch-ups, because I need to hand my paintings over to the gallery manager tomorrow. I decided to add a tiny bit of gold leaf to one of the paintings. I’m still chuckling because I thought gold leaf would be really expensive. I bought 25 leaves, and it actually cost more for the gold leaf size (the stuff to stick it on with) then it did for the leaves. Anyway, the lid was hard to get off, and somehow, in my tired doofusy state, I managed to send the size flying. And did I splash one of my paintings? No. I splashed five, and completely soaked one of them with sticky white liquid. Great Fi, just great. I think I’ve managed to rescue the four that were only splashed. As for the other one (a painting of Kapiti Island inspired by one of h's pics) I’ll have to wait and see what it’s like in the morning, when the everything has dried.
Trying really hard not to burst into tears.
Posted by Fionnaigh at June 18, 2003 11:37 PMurgh. hate, hate, hate precious created things getting broken. v. thwarting, and tends to be of the 'well, *now* i feel vulnerable' feeling.
maybe kapiti will now be dreamscape?
.carla
Posted by: carla at June 19, 2003 11:43 AMYay ! ...not the spilt paint bit...the inspired by h's bit *wink*:)
Posted by: H at June 19, 2003 01:50 PMand regarding yours and carla's blog yesterday...i totally agree of course. The people talking about special priveldges and separate development are in positions of power because of that exact same thing.
Posted by: H at June 19, 2003 01:55 PM