After reading my last post (last Friday), you might be wondering: So what else can you, Great and Wondrous Vivo, do with that rolled up piece of paper towel (see below)?
And what else, Vivo the Magnificent, do with those bleeding water colors (see below)?
Well, I was dabbling this past week, trying not to notice that I’m a month behind schedule in meeting the dire deadline of December 1 for when I h ave to turn in 208 pages of text and all 300 illustrations for That Damn France Book, and I rolled me some clouds (see below)…
…and I bled me some earth-colored watercolors (see below)…
…and I came up with a vineyard in Bordeaux:
See? Even I sometimes listen to me, and use my own painting tips! (I know — I’m as surprised as you).
Now I must get back to the drawing board (I don’t actually have a drawing board – I have an old butcher-block kitchen table) and crank some more pages out or else you’ll never see the rest of That Damn France Book (my contract lists some severe penalties for missing my December 1 deadline, which I haven’t read because I never read the bad stuff in my contracts).
I have 57 days to get this book done. That’s 912 waking hours. Minus the week I’ll be traveling in October (if you’re in the Baltimore area, come see me on Oct. 25!) and the weekend that I’ll be in D.C. at Jon Stewart’s Rally to Restore Sanity (Oct. 30!) and that leaves 768 waking hours. Minus 700 hours in which I just sit and watch my cats do cute stuff and that leaves me well and truly *#@??ked up.
I really have to go now.