This is what I left on the canvas after yesterday’s abstract class.
I wasn’t feeling at all upset or angry when I painted it. But looking at it reminds me of how I feel about the world right now... angry, frightened... like I’m being swallowed up.
This is what is so great about painting: all of that crap that is below the surface - that you’re walking around with every day - can come out on the canvas instead of leaking out and poisoning you and those around you.
Full disclosure- I edited the pic to intensify the reds. Don’t you just love technology?