I'm happy with the colors. The first is my favorite. Something about the blank face of the mechanical man. Poise. Dignity. Dispassionate murder-love. But yes, that's one for the books.
I finished off the watercolor pad I was using with that last item. I picked up something a bit bigger and considerably more fancy. Moleskine. Class act. We'll see how it takes to paint tonight, my first impression is that I'll be able to do clouds the way I like on this thing. By morning you'll be able to see a family of mangled elk grazing on the grasslands. My intention is also to paint several mangled-though-functional creatures having a good time while missing portions of their precious corpus. Hare is next on my list, followed by probably 3 or 4 others. Fox, bear, badger and owl are what I'm thinking. Some of my favorite creatures. That list could grow, but it'll be those at least. Working in series keeps me moving.
In other news, the possibility of financial gain has peered it's skittish head over the horizon. If it pans out it will mean a lot of things, but mostly that I'll be wearing a tweed suit every day for the rest of my life. Fingers crossed, horseshoe hanging.