A plate of chocolates was being passed at the meeting. When it was in my hands I lusted over it. Inhaled the scent, and handed it off to the next person. When both hands were free I reached for the one trimmed in red, wrapped it in a napkin and put it in my purse. "I'm going to paint it," I said. They knew it was true. I can't eat chocolate, but I can enjoy it in other ways. It's still sitting here in my studio a month later.
6" x 6"
Oil on hardboard
This is the 500th painting in my Dailypaintworks gallery
. I never dreamed, when I began, that I'd EVER get up to one hundred, let alone, 500!