Portrait of the artist at 70 as a mermaid in a tank. Unfinished. Dawdling over all unfinished work as the fresh canvases I've ordered haven't arrived yet.
Dawdling over everything, come to think of it. Living alone and at a time of isolation means fluctuating between panic and acute non-urgency, it seems. Great zoom last night with cybersoc, its clear they are not holding their breath for my arts commentary - enough on their hands- so can relax on that front.
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