If we’d been playing a drinking game during this newborn portrait session (yes, I fully realize this would be a bad idea in actuality) where saying the word “cute” meant taking a swig, I would have had the worlds worst hang over the next day.
There’s nothing like it.
My hands have been itching to get off the keyboard and into some paint lately. Last night, I couldn’t hold them back any longer! I think I like the paintbrush better than the painting, but it felt so good to push some color around. Some news along these lines, a darkroom is currently under construction in my house (many thanks to my sweetie and his huge biceps moving walls around). I can hardly wait!!!!
