Me and the color blue love each other deeply, and it's been that way since I was a little kid.
I'm not sure why I'm so connected to it, but it might be because of the water.
I used to play with water in every room of the house making a huge mess my poor mother had to clean up after. Up until today I will stay in the tub for as long as I can, making up stories in my head and watching my fingers wrinkling until they look like they belong to an 90 year old lady.
I love pools, the sea and ponds. I'll dance in the rain, jump on puddles and get absolutely soaked and I'll just be the happiest human being the earth has ever held.
There's something very pure and innocent about it and I feel like it plugs me into something important. I just don't know what it is.
This is a painting about a story. - 28 days ago