Creative Jam Sessions

This afternoon my friend Elizabeth Rushing and I had what I like to call a creative jam session. Elizabeth is a writer. (she pronounces it E-lizabeth, emphasis on the E and I love it) Her current novel is about an oil painter. This is where I come in. During any given jam sesh I put on my guinea pig outfit and dance around the studio for her. She asks questions, takes notes and when I'm not trying to show her my latest music video obsession she writes. And, while she writes, I paint. I truly enjoy having a friend who doesn't mind my guinea pig outfit and also employs a portable "studio." I can have my studio time and enjoy and enjoy a social visit all at once. Essentially I can have my lead white and...well, not eat it too, but you get the idea. I do not often entertain an extravagant social life. I'm usually on a hermit's mission. Hide out, do mah thang and once in a blue moon come up for air and a cameo appearance at the local Diva's birthday party. So, an opportunity to kill two birds, both of whom I love, with one stone, is a joy and a relief.

During Elizabeth's visit today I experienced some stutter-steps in my painting. My husband Aaron came out for a quick color lesson, which apparently gave Lizzie some entertaining banter to scribble down. What was said?... oh., perhaps Lizzie can regale you with greater accuracy than I can. I love my creative friends.