Another watercolor from my pad of hemp paper. Began over 20 years ago but especially relevant to my mood today.
Perhaps it is because I grew up in a prison town, but I have always been my own worst jailer.
The pandemic has not helped much. I just do not wish to leave on my own. I feel that my inner life is so full, why do I need to add more to it?
And my experiences out of the house are overwhelming negative.
I am walking to the store right as we speak and a man got into my personal space and then whistled at me when I walked away. Not the worse thing that has happened, but it is fight or flight on the regular.
About to go into Ralph's to get dog food, hope you like my painting. I used Nicker Poster color paints to work on it a bit today; the same paints Ghibli uses. They are kind of like gouache.
Wish me luck on the walk home.
