This is where I create with paint in my studio. For some odd reason, I like to stand up when I paint, even forgetting for how long and that I get sore from doing so. This is the organized despair section of the room.
Not too much else is as cathartic or as satisfying than creating art. Particularly art journal pages, where I get to dump my emotions and feelings into a visual manifestation of my soul. Getting my hands full of paint is considered a really GOOD day! So much inspiration swirling around in my head right now. When this happens, which is a true blessing, I need to go with it for as long as the ride will take me before I hit the inevitable artist block once again.
