Color is the fruit of life. — Guillaume Apollinaire
Between my computer having problems and my own creative indecisiveness, artwork in the final stretch of November has been a slow process. I paint one thing, hate it, paint another, like it that day, hate it the next, and try again.
With NaNoWriMo, no one has to read your novel at the end of the month. With this painting thing, I’m all too aware I’ll be sharing. I promised I would. So—I overthink and sigh and meh. Now that time is running out, I’m starting to accept that some things might have to be ‘good enough’ and that’s okay.
I’ve discovered a bit about what I like to paint and how much I love vibrant color. Too much, probably. But hey—color makes me happy. More in a few days!