That being the sound of my pious painting intentions shattering against reality. I've made virtually zero progress this weekend due to a cascading series of domestic issues, each trivial in nature but sufficient in aggregate to keep me away from the painting table.
Herewith one from the archives to serve as a teasing foretaste of the grand French cavalry review that will eventually...er...eventuate:
Yours, thoroughly browned off
WM
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