Definitely didn't capture the look I was after,
Gouache and acrylic
on a wood slice (from our yard, sawn by The Man of the House).
I'm on the verge of giving up.
But if I don't look at the image I was trying to capture, and look only at what I did paint, I figure, "Eh. It's still kinda cute. I can tell it's supposed to be Bobi."
He loves my weighted blanket, which is black velvet (eww, mistake, I know), and that's easier to paint than our son's shoes, so, yeah. Here we are!