The Last Painting, BB

Well, today is officially the day! Actually, technically tomorrow is the day since I will be getting induced at 12:30 AM (yes, as in midnight). I'm feeling a lot of emotions right now (aside from the usual hormonal, pregnancy emotions): anxiety, excitement, fear, happiness, and of course the great unknown.

In order to pass the time and take my mind off consistently thinking about what it will be like to push a watermelon through a lemon, I spent a lot of the past 2 days relaxing and working on this painting. I was watching Moulin Rouge yesterday (I have to watch movies like this when Mark is out of the apartment because he refuses to watch anything that has a love story) and all I kept thinking about was how incredible the colors in the movie are. It is saturated with deep reds, magenta, and purple with splashes of blues, greens, silver, and yellow. The movie is like a huge, magnificent work of art. So all of this marveling in the beauty of the movie inspired me to paint the following. Enjoy!

The Last Painting, Before Baby

Tick Tock, Little Baby.

Here I sit- 10 months pregnant (4 days overdue). I just used the bathroom and while I was washing my hands I noticed some cottage cheese on my shirt in the mirror. I felt it drop while I was eating it, but I couldn't find it so I just thought I was dreaming. Turns out I just can't see it from my angle because my freaking stomach is so large. I got stuck in between 2 cowboy style swinging doors on Friday- that was awesome. I also almost lit my stomach on fire while cooking on the stove the other night. All this being said, we are so excited for the little guy/gal to arrive.

Below is a painting I finished last week. We just hung it in our apartment yesterday - which is very weird for me (makes me blush), but I am happy that Mark is not embarrassed to show it off. He's a great husband, isn't he?

The Magnificent Mile

I admit it- I am terrible at visiting the great museums this city has to offer. I went to the FREE Lincoln Park zoo for the first time this year and I still have never been to museum campus. I did, however, visit the Illinois Institute of Art a few weeks ago when my Dad was in town. I love art museums, so I'm not sure why it took me 5 years to get there.

At any rate, this post has nothing to do with museums...so pay no attention to the previous paragraph. I love this time of year so much. Spring is easily my favorite season, especially in Chicago. It's always a reminder of why I live here- the people and city come to life!

I've been trying to get down to Michigan Ave. to check out the tulips for a while now and thankfully I was able to see them while we were at the museum. Aren't they beautiful? Michigan Ave. is usually like a basket of anxiety for me. So many tourists walking 4 deep on the sidewalk, crossing the street when the "Don't Walk" sign is on, and my favorite is when a group just stops walking in the middle of the sidewalk. It is the worst. But, this time of year I will brave the tourists to enjoy the beautiful flowers.

The following painting was inspired by the tulips. I call it Michigan Avenue. I apologize because the lighting is fairly dark.