Hello sockless wanderer,
I like you,
Nah not really.
But a bit still.
Truth is, reality is too weird for me.
But I can manage. I don't try too much too look "normal". I don't mind being unfitting, it would become soo tiring trying to pretend i'm completely fitting.
I can't force myself to do what is too strange for me. It's a bit frustrating when it's things looking so normal to the others.
I can be happy, in my own way.
My paintings are a part of it.
Even if I do not paint often, or as meticulously and with the talent I might wish for, it's still good.
Writings these things to be read by anonymous wanderers (sockless, that's important), it's a part of the things that are easy to do with small meaning.
But i like it too.
I have so little time, will and context to paint and draw lately.
Because of work mostly. Research doesn't mean finding, but it's still troubling and tiring. And then there are, life context issues. I'm anxious. I'm so anxious.
Hopefully some crayon lines and a few bits of old paints ease it all.
Painting is giving me some much needed rest. i'm thankfull for the ROR group for giving me such opportunities.
And well, this text being read or not, I hope you enjoyed the sight of this small watercolour, i don't ask for more.