My work is allowing me to escape my mind for a few, which is a welcomed relief. So far today, I created about 5-6 pieces that morphed into something unique all on their own. Trees, Rams (????) and people with shattered exteriors. Good therapy – better than anxiety meds any day.
All I can really say about this process was that it was about painting/drawing over mistakes from blotches of washed-out color. My life is kind of like that at the moment, actually. Making something more out of what we presume to be mistakes made in our lives. Things can always be morphed into a positive outcome, no matter the circumstances I suppose. Took all day to see that was what I was doing with my artwork … and life itself.