Michael R. Barrick's blog

Thankful for the luxury of the limited amount of shit I have to deal with at the moment and nothing nearly killing me for a while now. via Instagram

The one day a year I drag my roasting pan out from the back of the pots-and-pans cupboard... via Instagram

Vidma in the pig-pen via Instagram

A genuinely horrific thought going through my head as I poke at this today: making an eye look alive in a painting is quite a different exercise after you have seen the moment the light goes out. I think I'll stop for a while and come back to this later. via Instagram

Only just started the eyes and it's already a different painting via Instagram

I was there, Gandalf. I was there 3,000 years ago. via Instagram

I'm excited this arrived today. It's a bit of a collectable and I've been looking for a copy in good shape that wasn't too expensive. It was still a splurge as is, but I am pleased. via Instagram

Saturday brunch at The Whip, 2001 #TBT via Instagram

I'm not hating it at this point. via Instagram