Meh.
Sometimes, I'm sooo good at painting, and other times, it totally suxors. I wish I could always express what I want. I've been bottled up for awhile, and now I feel the need to release. It's apparently been too long since I last painted, and now I've forgotten how to express myself. Sometimes, I really wish that I could've had a good art education.
I stocked up on some acrylic paint today, even though I don't really have the money, but I did't feel like painting in oils, and my acrylic color palette had become somewhat limited. So, I remembered why I don't usually paint in acrylic--IT DRIES TOO FAST. I'll reuse that canvas once it dries all the way. But oils are annoying in their own way, and dry too slowly. So I used my oil sticks. It'll be dry tomorrow. I mean, I didn't feel like waiting a million years for my background to dry. It's different than I thought I would paint the background... really dark. I felt limited by the colors of my oil sticks, I guess. I dunno, I'm just rambling. But I had planned to paint a black tree, and now that might be too dark. Blah blah blah. I don't like feeling disappointed in what I do.
I feel kinda stressed and down lately. I don't really feel like doing anything but painting, and I'm not even doing a good job at that right now. I don't feel like studying for that STUPID psychology test that I've tried to make up a million times. I don't feel like doing research. I don't feel like doing any of that shit.
I could ramble on about nothing for quite awhile. Just about how weird I feel, and my drive and yet current inability to do art. Yeah, whatever.
It's not that I don't miss my family, but I don't really feel like going home for Thanksgiving. I'm just in a funk, and I feel so STRESSED that I don't want to uproot myself for a long weekend.
I stocked up on some acrylic paint today, even though I don't really have the money, but I did't feel like painting in oils, and my acrylic color palette had become somewhat limited. So, I remembered why I don't usually paint in acrylic--IT DRIES TOO FAST. I'll reuse that canvas once it dries all the way. But oils are annoying in their own way, and dry too slowly. So I used my oil sticks. It'll be dry tomorrow. I mean, I didn't feel like waiting a million years for my background to dry. It's different than I thought I would paint the background... really dark. I felt limited by the colors of my oil sticks, I guess. I dunno, I'm just rambling. But I had planned to paint a black tree, and now that might be too dark. Blah blah blah. I don't like feeling disappointed in what I do.
I feel kinda stressed and down lately. I don't really feel like doing anything but painting, and I'm not even doing a good job at that right now. I don't feel like studying for that STUPID psychology test that I've tried to make up a million times. I don't feel like doing research. I don't feel like doing any of that shit.
I could ramble on about nothing for quite awhile. Just about how weird I feel, and my drive and yet current inability to do art. Yeah, whatever.
It's not that I don't miss my family, but I don't really feel like going home for Thanksgiving. I'm just in a funk, and I feel so STRESSED that I don't want to uproot myself for a long weekend.