Creating my Own Reality

I've been doing my painting on the kitchen table.  This means two things:

1: no eating at the kitchen table  (I don't consider this a problem because it also means: no cooking in the kitchen).

2: The light from the fixture above the table is great for eating and homework, but not so good for painting.

So I rescued my little ott light from the art table corner of the family room and set it up.  Ahhh... much better.

I was having a little trouble getting the color right for the flower.  The photo is more pink and the flower is more orange.  Of course, I don't have to do either color (I could make it purple, if I was so inclined), but I like the color of the flowers.

They are pale peach during the winter when they grow inside; but in the extreme heat we are currently experiencing, they are a lovely shade of dark pinkish orange.  So I brought in a flower and played around with the inks until I had a color I liked -- somewhere in between the photo and reality.  

I think it is ready for the needle -- I have to suppress the urge to keep adding more paint because I can do so much more with thread.  

And Rosie after her walk.  In case if anyone was wondering if it is hot here...