I have been sick for the past week. Suddenly, haltingly, feverishly sick. I’ve done nothing more than sit perfectly motionless watching Downton Abbey, Upstairs Downstairs and Arrested Development on Netflix. And drinking gingerale. Lots and lots of gingerale.

I’m a bit better now, but not quite up to painting. I’ll be posting some portraits I completed before my involuntary hiatus, starting with these two.

And now, back to my gingerale.

Ever since I painted Martha Stewart’s French Bulldogs, I’ve had a soft spot for Frenchies. This guy was my last painting of 2011: a good one to end on, I think.

Here are some more paintings that had their Big Reveal on Christmas morning.

Did you get art for Christmas? Some people did. Me? I got the usual bottle of fancy wine and a stocking full of goodies from Bath & Body Works. Oh, and a speedlight so people don’t look like red-eyed demons in my photos anymore.

Here are some paintings that were gifted this season.

Forgive me, Internet, for I am tardy. It’s been twelve days since my last blog post.

I guess I didn’t realize how much the Holiday Rush affected me this year. I made sure that everyone had all the paintings they had ordered for Christmas, then I just collapsed, in a caffeine-swilling, dough-eating pile, until after the new year.

I pulled myself together long enough to complete my first painting of the new year on January 2, which is also the first official painting for my Kickstarter project.

I’ve not made much progress since. It’s hard to get back into the swing of things.