Intro. I’ve been advised to paint for 20 minutes a day on a piece, no more no less. For the past few months, I’ve learned that the tendency to paint what I’m already good at (i.e. animals) is strong, and my self-control is terrible, so I need something to enforce the painting-a-day.

Thus, I am posting each painting, no matter how awful. I also send pictures to my sister, and if I fail to on a day, I have to go outside and run. It’s a strong incentive to not forget.

I cannot paint buildings, furniture and cars (smooth, manmade stuff). This is part of a building.

Small white dogs are also difficult. Good thing I have one to practice with.

It’s a rectangular light. It’s vaguely light-like. For a while, I couldn’t remember whether I scanned this upside-down.

Wall and cabinet.

My sister requested a pug. I lost her driver’s license. She wants this canvas. I said it’ll cost her forgiveness for the lost license. She has not responded.

Back to boring bedroom.

A French bulldog on request. Someone likes small, wrinkly dogs.