When I was young I was always confused about the road signs that said "Soft Shoulder". How did they know my shoulders were soft? I would lean my head over and rub my cheek against my shoulder and feel how warm and soft it was and wonder why they made a sign about it. Today she got a soft sleeve on her soft shoulder. I worked on her hand again as well. It just wasn't doing what I wanted it to do, so I turned it on more of an angle and I'm liking it much better. Now the paint is too wet and I'll have to wait until tomorrow to play with it again, but at least it's starting to do what I want.
Lend Me Your Hand
So fun to paint little hands. This one is behind him unconsciously helping him keep his balance. What unconscious moves do we make in our lives to help keep us balanced?
Anticipaaation...
... it's making me wait... I rarely hear that word without remembering the old catsup commercial. Perhaps that's why the image that comes to mind is a drop of liquid and anxiously waiting for it to land.