813 Days or 2 years, 2 months, 23 days and a pandemic later.

I’m still around, sort of, these days I feel half dead and always with too much to do. This never ending mundane cycle I’m stuck in is going to end up killing me. I have a dayjob it pays my bills, but leaves me feeling empty and used up. I need to do art, it’s a fundamental part of my being, the only thing I’ve ever wanted to do. Because of work & life I haven’t painted in 2 years, does anyone even know what that’s like, imagine suffocating, because it’s exactly like that. So I bought a tablet that I can paint digitally, it’s a substitute, not nearly as satisfying as actually painting, but I am making art. I’m not very good at it yet, but I’m trying.

Practice piece no. 1

Practice piece no. 2.

Practice piece no. 3

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