After a bit of goading (or is it goating? Why don't people give goats anymore. That's what lead to this fall of civilization, a lack of sharing small ruminants.) I re-opened the wacky and zany soap shop my husband and I started a year ago.
At first things were quiet, a few tumblewedes would blow through and finger the merchandise before asking I validate their parking then an order here. Then another. And suddenly I'm spending all my paintings days making coolers instead of actual canvas monstrosities.
Thus I am happy to announce that along with the original 18 different soaps from before I can also now make your own bathroom sized gallbladder.
More proof that I am finally coming out of my creativity fog, I actually created a new painting as well. It's a smaller one, because I wasn't certain how well my attempt at painting lightning would go but I wanted to try anyway.
Finally, for those days when you stumble across a boiling point article but wish to retain your sanity: