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Jesse Winchester’s delightful ballad ‘Sham-a-ling-dong-ding’ was playing as I looked at the poached eggs.  Letting the music take the lead, keeping my head out of it as much as I could, I picked up a wet baby wipe and my trusty scrap of sandpaper and began to wipe and scrub gently at the canvas, removing most of the white and black paint and revealing once more some of the under layers.

Finally I felt happy, threw the used wipes into the bin, washed my hands and called it done for the day.

But a thought had crept in and a few minutes later I was back, white paint on the palette and an itchy finger ready to add some quick strokes around the canvas

The canvas got turned upside down in the doing of this part and I quite like it this way …..

Are you still with me?  Any thoughts?

Thanks for coming by today, I’m so happy that you did!