In the last few days of my Vegas visit, I spent some time painting again. It's been a long while since I put my brushes to a canvas, and it felt nice being reunited with my "old friends". A perfect opportunity to go on Artist Mode opened up - my Mama needed artworks for her bare walls, and a fantabulous arts & crafts supplies store was within walking distance from her home. As a pleasant plus, top-quality art materials are much cheaper in the U.S. than back home, so it was fun to go shopping for ready-made canvases and paints.
My Ma showed me a photo that she wanted me to use as a peg, and after four days, voici:
|20x23 acrylics on canvas by me.|
This, beside a painting made by my sister, now hangs in Mama's kitchen wall. It's not quite done, as I would've wanted to add more detail and create more depth, but I needed to do a lot of packing that week. I thus needed to curb my obsessive horror-vacui impulse and settle for the above finished product.
Even if it isn't exactly as I intended it to be - and though it was a rather stressful week that week with all the packing and last-minute stuff going on - there's this sense of satisfaction over painting again. At my core I know I'm an artist, and making visually interesting things feels like home to me.