The weather yesterday was absolutely gorgeous: unseasonably warm and sunny and perfect. I was just sitting on the porch, marveling at the warmth, and almost wanting to cry with sheer contentment. It was very surreal.
Earlier this week I was working on a painting that I started several years ago then abandoned, scraped off, started again, scraped off, and began again. I think this might its final incarnation. Here's a little rough detail:

And here's a piece I started a few weeks ago. It's relatively close to being completed. I like her expression--it's as if she's torn between a smile or tears. I think I'll do a little more to emphasize the light falling across her blouse. I like it.

I also have finally come to the realization that I want to paint from life and start using models. I'd probably just take photographs and work from those, since painting directly from a model could be complicated and expensive. And I'd need very specific costuming and hair, etc.
Needless to say, I'm completely broke and couldn't afford to pay anyone and have no idea how I'd go about finding people to model. I'm too shy to come right out and ask a stranger if I could paint her. I can't even imagine how awkward that would be.