The worst thing about the weekend is that it's over to soon. There is so much that I want to do, somethings I never get around to, and there is just not enough time. This particular weekend I wanted to work on a painting I started as well as complete an illustration job that is due Monday. I got the illustration assignment done spent a great deal of time painting today but I didn't give enough time to my family this weekend so I'm going to have to use tomorrow to make up for that, then its back to my 9 to 5, Monday through Friday. That's why my weekends mean so much to me, I try to cram a whole weeks worth of art in two days. Wish I had more time.
The painting of my son on the upper left was done because I refused to go to sleep. I stayed up late into the night to continue painting