day 6
on one hand i hate pumping out these paintings without having the chance to develop them, they’re all rough drafts of paintings…a mere few chisels cut from a slab of stone; the first ingredient tossed in bowl for a recipe.
on the other hand…i’m actually painting. the more i paint the more i cover my walls with their stories. i can actually call myself a painter now because i’m doing it.
one last thought. i don’t give myself much room to be a beginner. i struggle with giving myself the freedom to make bad art so that i can step onto greater things. but hopefully posting these will develop the courage i need to go farther.
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here’s the first one i painted. i did this all one after the other. cookie cutter paintings with spontaneous frosting.
this is the second one. i wanted to see what i would paint if i was gearing it towards my workplace: a spa.
third: a friend was telling me about some various colors that she wanted in a painting. this didn’t turn out how i wanted it to at all.
lastly, there is this painting. (i actually had another painting in between these two, but i won’t post it until i’m finished.)
