I'm standing here working ...cutting out some doodles for the big piece...baby girl is playing...aka...trashing the studio while taking breaks to play on the piano and ukalele...chicken is roasting in the oven for dinner...and I get a whiff of something.....unpleasant...rotten egg-like.....is it the baby? Is it dinner? No.....it's my sad brushes that have been neglected in their mason jar.....sigh....
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