So I was so proud of myself for almost finishing my second concentration piece over the weekend. I was just letting it dry (it is an oil painting) so that I could add the finishing touches, but my dad just informed me that it probably won't be dry enough by Wednesday. SAD. DAY.
And so, in the next two nights I will be creating ANOTHER piece. I'm planning on having it represent how solitude can create the feeling of "what's wrong with me?" Depressing, that's for sure, but you can't be alone more than making art in your room at 1 in the morning. I'll just need tea. lots of tea.
I guess this is kind of a heads up if you see me passed out in the halls. ;) You'll be one of the few that knows why.
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