If Only He Could Hold a Brush...

I painted the trees on either side of the entrance this morning... I tried a lighter color on the one to the left of the door.  I can't say that I like it. It stands out more than the other ones.

I may make it darker and just forget about trying to make it stand away from the door.  It definitely looks added on and not part of the house.

I get up to retrieve the camera and this is what I come back to, every time.

Kota does not understand 'chair ownership'.  Any chair that is empty is considered his.  I always have to fight him for it, if I want it back. I think that Tessie has been giving him lessons!

I scrubbed on some black green above the windows and door. 

Then I noticed a lot of white "Outside the lines".  The gesso has a way of going where it is not wanted.  I went back and scrubbed over the spots with trail tan and brown.  I didn't really need to.  It just annoyed me that it was there.  Very distracting when trying to paint other things over it.

Kota did it again and then looked at me as if to dare me to move him.  I gave up and came in here and started typing...

He will soon come in here and demand that I give up the computer chair.  He already did that once today...

I'm way ahead of him this time... When I am done typing... I will leave the computer chair, so that he can grab it...Then I will go in the bedroom with an extra chair.

When Kota comes back in, I will not have to give up MY chair... I will put a sign on the back of the other chair. "Kota's Chair".

That was the plan...He's much faster than I am. That's My chair that he is in. If only he could read as well as hold a paintbrush... 

Hey!  I can dream, can't I?

See you tomorrow.