Today's weather:
Sunny and 72 degrees.

IT'S JANUARY 3RD.

I love living in the south.

It was so nice out, I went out to my patio and started an oil painting. I think it's not supposed to rain until Monday, which means the paints will have a couple days to dry before I bring them in.

I forgot how much I loved oils because for the past month I've been working in acrylics. Completely different animal. Acrylics act just like the plastic they are. There's no softness. It's all about definition and drawing and detail. Oils are much more forgiving. You don't even have to try hard to make something that looks good. I spent maybe an hour on my underpainting today, and I already like it better than the acrylic I've spent the last month (more) on. (more-on.)