Focused
Painting makes me focused. I focus on other things than what occupies my mind. It’s great to have a way to express what’s going on and then just leave it on the canvas. It makes it easier to move on.
Every time a painting is done, I have a coulpe of days of emptiness. It feels like it’s drains my feelings. It’s finished. A new painting will never come to me again.
But then it happens, a new painting is waiting on the surface. What does the painting want to be? The painting decides, it shows me one tiny part at a time. The painting is building itself. This is the main reason I hardly copy paintings at all. One it’s boring, Two I don’t get my soul into the painting.
My paintings are my diary. They show how I feel and what is going on in my life.