Morning play.
Watercolor paper tests with random colors. Ink on top to make each into a drawing. It was harder than usual today. Haven't done thise exercise in too long.
30-minute painting practice. Not my my Fave. Watch my weekly Art journal entry where I worked on this painting here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsBhfRTE6oc
my moms best friend mandy died I call her nani because she was watching anime with a kid and they heard what in Japanese witch is nani and they called mandy nani and I just caught on to it what killed nani was cancer she loved Scotland things like clovers and green she never toke off her clover necklace she wears that thing even in death she was my godmother the sad part was that unlike the last time she got cancer she did not fight it this time she would be mad to know how sad I am about this
Self-portrait - Taste - mixmedia on sketchbook - I would like not to let myself be afflicted by the influences of the past, even when they return forcefully, by the panic they create in me, by the pain that still manages to seduce me in such an attractive way.
I would like to fight for myself because every time I have done it I have never regretted it, not even when I failed. But I would also like to give myself the rest to sit back and not have to overdo it: to sit and savor what is there, and also savor nothing if necessary.
A slightly different activity you can do in Finnish Lapland is floating in a 2°C cold water. When it’s snowing you can watch the snowflakes fall on you and when the sky is clear you can stare at the stars or even watch the Northern lights dance above you.
