I haven't painted in several weeks now. A fact that rather makes me want to cry; it seems patience is not high on my list of virtues. The lack of painting is because I have yet to find a place to live in my newly adopted city, and so have been unable to set up shop, as it were. I have, however, found a small wooden boat at a thrift shop.
It's the baby boat to the mamma boat I got for my birthday last year. And I'm aching to get to painting both of them! Here's hoping I find a place to live before the painting part of my brain explodes in frustration. And, because I have no new paintings to show you, I give you an old photograph.