nightmares

[procris]

The other morning I woke up from a dream in which I was apparently doing some sort of delicate in painting. In front of me was an array of paints, although now I couldn't tell you whether they were acrylics or watercolors, but I suspect watercolors in tubes. In the dream, I remember reaching for a paintbrush from a cup clearly marked "Color

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ah, brushes...

[preservationgal]

I've appropriated a brush to use with my spit. This was after I was told by the Conservator who was using her spit-brush to not use hers. She uses it to wet-tear fills, because saliva doesn't wet-down the paper underneath and she can get a nice fill without using Mylar.

She also uses hers for paste. I'm not going to put starch on my spit-brush.