It is hot in Portland. Not like, ew, I’m a little sweaty hot, but like, it’s almost 8 PM and it’s still triple digits out. I grew up in the desert, I should be able to deal- but there is no humidity in the desert, this heat is a whole different beast. All I want is to go sit in the forest and cool off. Of course instead I made a painting.
Allow me to introduce a thought I’ve been thinking, and I must thank my friend Sarah for suggesting there should be a baby in the scene- it really ‘ties the room together’.