In eighth grade I wrote a report on Roman dining. One Roman delicacy was roasted mouse. A small mouse was placed in a wooden box. The mouse was fed every day until it was exactly the same size as the box, at which time it was baked in the box and then eaten. My studio feels sort of like that box right now. Every day I fill it with a little more art. When the studio is full it will be time for the show.
Here is a picture of my studio table with Ruby, a willing if not able assistant in all projects.
Ruby is new to our household. Here is her first appearance in one of my paintings. Possibly she is looking for a Roman mouse.