Stella's Favorite Canvas...herself

This is what Stella does when I'm not paying attention to her. One moment, she is an angel of an artist happily painting away at her easel. The next minute, I am folding laundry and realize that she's been a little too quiet for a little too long. I walk over slightly panicked but telling myself that I'm just being paranoid and that she just loves painting that much (which she does). Well, I guess she loved it so much so that she discarded her brushes to use her face and hands. Clean up was a bear but I had to take a picture...this one's for the ages.