6 Feb 2014
slap it on
I'm painting again. In little snatched doses. I can coat a canvas in 15 minutes, leave it to dry, return to it later (or even the next day) for an hour or so. It's fine; that way of doing it suits me although it's tough dragging myself away when the baby starts grizzling.
You know that slogan 'do what you love' (which actually annoys the hell out of me, if only life were so simple), well, I love painting. Just getting stuck in, not thinking about the outcome too much. It's my meditation.
I get a little high while painting And I don't think it's the fumes. It's the marijuana (note to my mother- that's a joke).
Paint; beautiful, colourful and responsive to my every impulse.
It's just lush.