Rainy with temps in the 40s again today, so I holed up in the garage. Looked at books. Worked on three watercolors and two small oil paintings. Nothing noteworthy but it felt good to paint without concern and I started to organize my thoughts around the larger works to come. It also felt good not to go anywhere, but I can't say the process of painting in a stable indoor environment was any more controlled than if I were outside. In fact it was noticeably less so. If given enough time, the painting materials would eventually yield to the entropy of my working tendencies, blending the paint, brushes, tubes, jars and all surfaces into one singular, gray mass.
Working time ~4 hours