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Joy Essential
(Another yesterday’s incorrect thoughts.)
Goodnight.
Rest
I didn’t blog for a while and then I felt like I should but then I didn’t want to so I didn’t. But then I felt like I should again, so I planned a day to be productive, but then I wasn’t and in the evening I realised that I was so full from work and then trying to rest myself back to me, that I just wanted input before I could pour anything. Now I’m okay. It’s a bit unpredictable, that. I don’t know if that’s professional, but it’s how it is. (I think a lot about professionalism like that, how you should treat creativity as a business if you want it to be. But it’s really not that simple. And you’re allowed to be much more not simple.)
Anyway, I was working a lot, so here’s a selfies from my cabin (like old times on this blog) of late night painting flowers on my hand, and then my current mood after coming home from work.
Headache.
Identity (The Garden Inside)
I have chosen dirt over flowers, and picked up the places I used to grow my values in, to move them inside of me.
I have been blue flowers, from the places I grew up in and the family I’m in.
I have been pink flowers, from what I found along the streets in new countries, from what I decided to be in new places.
I have been a collection, I have gathered them from around me, and (tried to) let the influence shape me into something I like.
I am now picking up the roots of the garden and putting it inside of me, so that I never run out of colours from different continents. So that I never have to starve in a place that’s barren.
Now, I’m growing (myself) up inside.
Midsummers Eve
Flowers and rain.
Wisdom
I wanted to make a ‘thank you’ painting for the school where I worked. I thought flowers, because what you do in a school is basically planting seeds in people and hoping it grows/helping it grow to something good.
Also, let us appreciate technology, where you can edit photos of your paintings and then change your mind before you destroy them in real life (I went with the first background).
And here is the first painting on the theme, that I deemed too weird and stare-y, so I kept it for myself and now brought it to Florida to make people think I’m very fancy and artistic.
Night loves.
Painting in the forest
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So cozy. Very zen. But honestly also a bit boring, I don’t know why I feel that way about painting flowers.
(I just have to add, because I was gonna post this but then I looked out the window this morning, and saw:
I hope the flowers are okay.)
Walking Thoughts of a Sunday Evening
I walked through the forest today, just after the sun had set, but while the sky was still clear enough that it could have been a cloudy midday. The birds were singing like crazy, as if trying to call the day back. The forest floor was covered in green leaves and white buds that made my heart hurt. Soon those flowers will bloom and it will look like it has been snowing again, until they die and leave space for summer. I looked and walked and thought that this was the saddest sadness I’d ever seen. The birds see death and think of birth, and I see birth and think of death.
Christmas Present – Painting for my Mum
Speed Painting on Youtube
Yesterday I was messing around with some watercoloring and decided to film it! So I made this little speed painting video, just some messy flowers but it was quite fun so I think I’m gonna make a more serious one. The most difficult thing though, is that I’ve realised how much I lean forward when I paint so I have to find some angle where you can see anything apart from the top of my head. Well.
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