progress.

I worked on this gem for about an hour today. I had to remind myself that the first few layers never look good, because I was ready to repaint the whole canvas in a new coat of white. But I'm sure it'll come together in the end. I hope one day I'm able to be mentally create an image of my own artistic ideas and are able to transfer those images onto a canvas. Most likely though that intuitive creative drive is not something that spontaneously strikes. I suppose I can hope. Regardless of creative originality, painting is a great release tool. I'm happy that I'm able to somewhat master the art of imitation. After all, beggars can't be choosers. 

In other progress news, I'd like to announce with pride that Mr. Bennet has hit some real milestones in the last 6 months on his path to becoming a cuddly, lovable, domesticated bun-bun. I remember what a disapproving little monster he was when I first adopted him, always running away from me, eating all my headphones, and turning up his nose at food. Now he sticks to his own toys (for the most part), lets me pick him up, and generally just chills around the house in positions that look a lot like this one on the right. I sure love those little paws.