Ok.
I did it.
I actually painted tonight instead of sitting in front of the tube or distracting myself with other nonsense.
It felt great, cleansing, refreshing...and what would art-making be without a little frustration too? I chose to major in art because it is one of the only things that truly scares me, excites me, makes me want to better myself, makes me want to scream and walk away, yet keeps me coming back for more.
Cheesy, but true.
Here's to painting on a regular basis.
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