Late night painting
Late night painting
These two were just random late night paintings. Just kind of did them with no real point in mind except to see what happened when I put a brush to paper. The only thing in mind was feelings of an inner part, hoping that maybe painting would help. The first one was about feelings of self-harm. It’s kind of funny because there was a drawing from earlier in the year that was done in the same colors, all colors that I don’t like which was on purpose. This time they were picked at random. The red is the anger, rage, the yellow had something to do with spirits or something spiritual, I forget what the green was, I think the brown was about darkness. I want to say the green was something about grounding and perhaps the brown too.
The second painting was even more random. I think I was just about ready to go to bed when that one happened. Don’t remember much about it except it was something about feelings toward my mom. I remember listening to the sound of the brush making the red streaks that look like flowers and hearing something say it sounded like whispering. There was something about the whispering sound being all the secrets kept being put down on the paper. The red again being the anger about those secrets. I think the green and yellow represent the same things in this painting as the first.
