I NEED to paint. I don’t just want to, I NEED to paint as much as I need to breath and eat, I NEED to paint. I’ve got something in my heart that needs to be let go, needs to be on canvas or paper or cloth, anything. I can’t do it until Wednesday though…….
When it gets like this, when it stirs in my chest like a storm, it nearly hurts until finally paint is put down. Continue reading “Panic to paint”