I found drawing as a way of getting rid of my anxiety and on some days, that's all that seems to work.
Last week I picked up a pencil and started doodling something. Without worrying about what would come out, proportions, rules etc. I just picked up the pencil and let everything come free.
Then I started to paint the drawing with watercolor and it turned out that I didn't like the result very much. So I cut the sheet of paper in two and separated the drawing into two parts (not perfect, not proportional). I just did it.
At the bottom of the drawing, I made a vase on a table, with an illustration of a duck printed on it. I thought it was cute, but it didn't go with the flowers.
So I left this part behind and tried to save the flowers, which was the bit that bothered me the most.
I painted the flowers with watercolors, added some roses and a blue background. In the end, it wasn't perfect, but after a few details and letting my eyes rest for 24 hours on that image, I surprisingly liked the result.
Which is what you can see below.
There's something very magical about painting with watercolor, it seems that even when things go wrong, they go right. In fact, painting with watercolors teaches me more about letting go and giving up control of things. Water doesn't always obey my wishes. And, in the end, I think that's the beauty of the process.
Below are two mockups simulating how the painting would look framed and finally, the original painting fixed to my studio wall, but seen from the mirror.
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