I painted this little bull from a photo my daughter took during her recent trip to Ireland. Apparently he thinks he cannot be seen hiding behind the bush. I thought the photo was great. Such a character and this is no ordinary Irish bull. My daily painting is plugging along. My house is a disaster and I am learning to live with that and not let it clutter my mind. It will still be there in the morning. Why do I feel so guilty spending time on the things that I like to do?
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