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 I've started Substack account as an experiment and in hopes of reaching more people, so instead of a post today, here's the link. Let's see what happens.

https://maureenmccarronart.substack.com/p/for-flaco

Last week when I posted Sherlock, I mentioned I might titled the vulture I was working on Moriarty. Well, I did and here he is. He went through a few frustrating changes but I do love how he turned out. I even rearranged my studio wall to accommodate him in his frame. He's quite dominating.

 Meet Sherlock. Why Sherlock, you might ask. Because I'm binge-watching Elementary, and why not? Maybe I will call the vulture I am now working on Moriarty so he will have a companion. Although I'm not sure is it possible for a nemesis be one's companion. I certainly thought so when I was young and driven by hormones. Which, of course, is Jonny Lee Miller's Holmes' problem. It never ended well for me back then, and no doubt it won't for Jonny Lee either.

Happy Valentine's Day - here's a collage from the pre-vaccination days of CoVid that I did for a challenge site I was involved with on Instagram at the time. The heart was theirs and I used the tree and hands from the picture below that I found on a deep dive into occult symbolism. I downloaded several hundred such things I might use someday. Usually I reverse the source image but this time, I flipped it upside-down. I called it The Tree Of Life, although I'm sure the Freemasons or whoever this is from have another name for it altogether.

I popped by the Provincetown Art Association Museum this week, which has mostly been about tedious things like taxes, and saw that my greeting cards were on display. I really liked that the boxed set they created with them is next to a boxed set of Rothkos. One could do worse when it comes to shelf company.

This is Edgar, who I ruined and then rescued while he reminded me how hard it is to paint with black. He also started out facing the viewer but looking over his shoulder, which created an illusion of his chest and wing swapping back and forth. But I totally ruined him when I tried to to finish the piece with pen and ink details. There was so much paint and colored pencil and fixative on the surface, the pen kept skipping and splattering. I wound up wiping away as much as I could and made a big mess. Then I started again in the morning with a wash of Paynes Grey (one of my secret weapons) and my trusty silver colored pencil. This time, I took the opportunity to change his position so his whole body is in profile. Maybe it came out not as beautiful as it once was, but I think it's better.

Phew!