Weekend at the Studio

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I spent the weekend working on the final coats of paint on the first floor of the studio this past weekend. Pip-dog watched. Stuck his face in the paint at some point. And plotted theft of my lunch. He is not as slow/innocent as he appears. There is a cunning ninja-sneak-thief persona beneath that fluffy exterior. 

Feigning innocence, pfft.