Today I painted. It was good. The act of painting was good. The finished product, maybe not so much. But I’m happy.
(I’m not so happy with the quality of the photography. I’ll take better photos one day with better lighting and color.)
I think I like the detail photos better than the complete painting.
And I absolutely love the texture of paint on canvas. The only thing that would make this photo better would be smell. There’s something about the ‘aroma’ of wet oil paint married to the texture that makes perfection.
And then, to wind down and transition to clean up and back to the regular routine, you have to get it out of your system.