Unfinished murals

Deep breath. No, I didn't work on the novel all weekend. I did want to, though. Is that a start?

Well, too bad if it is, because I can sense another delay tactic on the horizon. If you've been to my website recently you may have noticed this in the upper left corner:


It is, coincidentally, the upper left corner of The Unfinished Mural in my living room. And over the past few weeks, perhaps because I had to move the furniture so it wasn't blocking the radiator when the first cold snap hit, I've been noticing the unfinishedness of it all, and thinking I might need to buy a new jar of Mod Podge (surely the old one can't still be functional after two years?) and get it done already. It's a peaceful task, decoupaging a mural... some scissor work, and messy hands, and the satisfaction of making art without having to be any good with a pen or a brush. And no editing to speak of either, because glue is glue, and will not be argued with.