I’m just so happy it’s finished. Yesterday, I thought of it being sold at the gallery (trying to send out those good vibes, you know how it is…) and started to cry.
The painting is totally finished. Varnished. Scanned. And whatever else you can do when you finish a painting! I’m so happy. It’s one of those paintings I thought I would never do. Until now, I’ve always sat outside myself when I draw and paint. But this has been a really hard process for me.
It’s like letting go of so many old feelings and being free.
It was rather odd.