If you think of these two pieces as a series... the order in which you view them will leave you with two different impressions.

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And now to our regular programming. (day 9)

Today I painted the RSS logo. I just wanted to share one of the greatest things about the internet after e-mail and blogs. I hope you enjoyed, and learned something from the article.

Tomorrow I'll start working on this big piece (4X10 feet). It's a comission I got a while ago..and somehow left unfinished. I'll be working on it all the way through to day 30, while still producing one or two little paintings a day.

If you look back you'll see that all the little paintings leading up to this have been in preperation for this big work.

Every story has a beginning - a middle -and an end.

Alot of my stories just have a beginning.

It's my favourite part.

But this one is moving to a middle. 10days beginning -10 days middle -10 days end.

The first 10 days helped me ease into painting again. I imagine the next 10 days are going to involve alot of hard work, as I work with the big piece. So many decisions. So many choices...
so much room for error.

Today i did colour studies on 2 small canvases, and started really working on the big one. It looks like a big mess. But that's what middle looks like:P

So I said to her.

"People tell me to be careful of you because you're a lawyer."

"And I tell them, you should be carful, because I'm a car salesman"

And she said:

" What? a car salesman! I thought I got together with an artist!"

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She didn't mean it, I think. But I also think that there's something very romantic about being an artist. And there shouldn't be. If I wasn't an artist, would you be reading this?

Probably not. Okay, It's a little romantic being an artist. If you consider being cooped up in a studio alone, late at night, struggling with a canvas; romantic.

Tonight, I'm going to play futsal.

And I painted a picture of a farm.

I worked late. It was dark when I left the office. I was tired, hungry and satisfied with my day's work.

The rain was stopping. The roads were quiet by contrast to the day's heavy activity in the banking district. I follow streetlights and the glow of sign boards.

Little India calls me. With it's colorful lights and rhythmic music.

I am in a banana leaf restaurant. Everytime I come here, I feel like a foreigner. There are as many staff as patrons. 20. 25.

Most of them are from India or Nepal.

Indian music plays like a soundtrack to a movie in which I am the main actor.

An Artist. I enjoy the company of the detached crowd.

A young Indian girl stares at me as I eat.

Maybe I'm holding the rice in my hand wrongly. I am offered a fork and a spoon. No A basket with a hundred forks and spoons. I decline them all.

With clumsy hands I clean my banana leaf of rice, vege, chicken, and fish.

Then I slowly drink my mango lassie.

I am standing on the street again. Music. Rain.

I open my umbrella, and walk towards my studio.

I worked late, satisfied.

I feel gung-ho about painting. I'm writing this from the sofa in my studio.

I hear the sound of the fans spinning, and the odd car and motorbike riding on the wet road in the street down below. I hear bells of an Indian temple in the distance.

I walk to my CD player. I turn on Miles Davis.

And I sit on a stool in front of my easel. And I paint.

Read the Prelude to day 12 first.

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Oceans apart. Like the Richard Marx song.

This was done in acrylic and built up over many layers, my favourite way of painting. It's also the longest i spent on a single painting for this run. And so we journey on, journey on.

Onward fellow journeymen! and ladies. Onward!