What do you reckon? Good for a night at the opera?
Maybe not so much for the people sitting behind me.
My friend Jules always has incredible things lying around in her amazing jewellery shop.
I found these antlers, and so of course I tried them on for size.
There's a Greek myth about a hunter called Actaeon, who gets turned into a stag as punishment for gazing at a naked virgin while she was bathing.
I haven't been gazing at any naked virgins lately, so I haven't been turned into a stag – but sometimes when I'm painting animals, I can kind of get the feeling that I am becoming that creature, for a little while.
Unfortunately for Actaeon, he got ripped to pieces by his own dogs, so I'd definitely recommend having a go at being an artist instead.