Slipping

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

I’m slipping backwards, I can feel it.

I don’t know what exactly is triggering it, but I can feel depression’s ugly head rearing back up. Right before the holiday’s. What a jerk.

I have so much to do tonight to prep for hosting Thanksgiving tomorrow, so a paint pour was about all I had time to do. I’m honestly surprised that I had any color at all and that it’s not all black and gray. I attempted a technique I saw on Instagram, where they layered the paint on a mini dustpan and gently layered it on to make these cool stripes. It obviously didn’t work for me. I think the paint was too thick. After the unsuccessful pour, I used a hair dryer to spread it out, then tilted the canvas. It wasn’t the look I was intending, but it was the look I needed.