What’s left behind

Today is the first day I have poured paint in what seems like ages. And this isn’t a painting, actually, but rather is the paint that was poured off today’s attempt at a pearl pour. The pearl pour was pretty much a bust, but that’s okay. The goal was just to PAINT, get my fingers in there and make a mess. I have been in a funk and a fog since the passing of my dear friend. I painted a couple pieces immediately after, but since then have been completely unmotivated. I’ve actually been thinking about returning to watercolors, and likely will some day. RIght now I have a lot of acrylic paint on the shelves, and I want to see if I can regain some level of motivation and joy for the process. Tomorrow, time and motivation permitting, I’m going to try a flip cup, maybe a nice large one. What the hell, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? What else am I going to do with all this paint anyway?

Grief is in two parts. The first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.

Anne Roiphe

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