birdieopolis

making photoshop paintbrushes has been too fun

left-over paint
oh the buttery goodness of oil paint! i hate to leave any remnants on my palette just to dry up into uselessness. so some of it ended up on these little squares of masonite, for what i don't have a clue. experimentation i guess. painting on textureless surfaces is dreamy. no fighting the weave of fibers. luscious paint, i just want to use it all the time. could it be like making mud pies when you're little? the slimey squishyness of adulthood.