Today I had a studio guest and since it was a gorgeous spring day we decided to paint a fresh tulip in nice spring colors.....We both thought that the simple set up would be perfect. Not so. The tulip opened and blossomed before our very eyes, changing entirely by the time we were done painting. Erika managed to salvage hers in a final act of desperation that involved a palette knife and firm ruler. I, on the hand, not so much. I do like how the shadow reminds me of when I was a kid and posing my shadow against the wall. I thought I was a fashion model. tee hee. On the other hand, It was interesting to meet another artist messier than I am. She didn't even notice the paint she dropped until she stepped in it at least 20 times.