Hey, y’all. Happy fucking Humpday. We’ve reached the middle of the week. No matter what else happens this week, you should feel accomplished for making it this far.
Bravo.
I went to bed in a solid panic attack last night. It came on quickly. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been, but only because it was cut short when I passed out. I had a breakdown, did some deep breathing, and fell asleep.
I spent much of yesterday painting. I picked up some proper watercolor paper over the weekend. Even though I couldn’t paint outside, decided to give it a whirl by the bay window.
“Watercolors are fucking evil”, I told Shawshank last night night.
They’re not like other mediums I’ve used. I’m accustomed to acrylics, with sharp lines and saturated colors. Every day I pick up the brush is another fucking learning experience. I’m someone who likes to pick up a tool DO IT. Watercolors (at least the way I paint) are not that medium.
But… I’m enjoying them. They force me to focus on slowing everything down. I’m struggling a little with the paints, because there’s a couple of colors I’d like to add/replace. I won’t complain too much about them, as I don’t expect anything amazing out of a set I paid $6 for at Walmart. If I stick to things, I’ll upgrade the paints and get a couple of nicer brushes.
From the looks of things, today’s going to be another dreary one. I’ll have another decision to make on how to spend my afternoon.
I love your paintings ❤️
You underestimate your talent Crystal, these are really cool. It would take me a long time to even get close to that level, if ever.
Thanks for sharing the goods! Have a great day regardless of what goes on!