This days work was disgustingly difficult. The preoccupation of the mind, the preconceived notions, the passing moments. The inner turmoil and struggle. A wrestling with my inner critic and the worry that I could never be enough came flying to the surface.
It felt like the song The John Wayne by the Little Green Cars. (Take a listen here)
It was a slow process and at one point I almost tore the piece to shreds...but I don’t give up real easy. I like to see things through unless it lit itself on fire and went down in flames...and even then I’d likely take the ashes and smear it onto a canvas and call it a work in progress.
This piece is up for grabs if you found the love in it. It’s a watercolour on 140 lbs. paper and it just wants to be loved nothing more. If you would like it framed let’s talk. As is 18.00.
Thank you for being here and listening to my crazy! 💖💋