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Im writing this up from my phone. my laptop is currently folded over on the floor playing japanese breakfast (love her so much). came home early it was such a gorgeous day… Well it IS. like still is. i have all my windows open and the room is filled with breeze it’s amazing i love spring! painting now. it’s been so long since i worked with acrylics so there’s that. something so incredible and gratifying about bringing an idea you’ve had for weeks to life… my layers are drying rn:p the way im approaching this is so telling that i usually use gouache. I have no clue how acrylics are really supposed to work or how heavy the layering is supposed to be but i’ve got no other way! i love my process!
was doubting a little before i started if i really did want to paint sunflowers over and over.. ….To fill the entire room. but i think i actually will. like i fucking am actually going to do this over and over again! there’s a desperation here that i have never experienced with my art. it’s such a tangible intense yearning and i’m so happy i feel so much better than i have in weeks doing this! No clue how to measure this. or how to quantify really how much i love art or how deeply i feel like i’m made whole by painting, besides i guess the same thing over and over, the way i could do it over and over and at this point there’s nothing more than i want than the stability of repetition. I don’t know why i even want to quantify it it’s like i need to put this in a form other people understand! i need the validation! or not validation just… affirmation
i love spring! my layers are done i will start with the overpainting. oh my god i was just thinking earlier today how obvious it is that i don’t practice art anymore. Like in the way that figures or things i could draw well before (accurately) are totally just devolving?!! My sense of proportion… anatomy…but i’m not even worrying about that now! i really am going to fill the entire room!