Well, as my dear old mother use to say, “just pick the white out of that chicken shit”. Stalemate is good. It certainly is better than being the complea-at loser my sister called me.
An artist should suffer. Builds painting character they say. But see if you don’t think this is a bit overboard. I’ve given up 2 hours (ok 1:45) at the gym on Tuesday evenings to paint. Even with thick paint, standing still and waving your arm for 3 hours doesn’t use many calories. I’ve estimated I’m going negative 750 calories every Tuesday. This for you math challenged means nearly 3 regular sized Snickers bars I must now give up; not just a one time deal, but each and every week. Wow! I’m thinking this puts me in a sufferfest category with Vincent. He only lost that ear once. I’m losing every week. My work should, you would expect, start the inexorable slide toward fabulous.
PS – Lisa, from now on why don’t you just fix my numerous errors and save me from even more suffering.