I mentioned I watched Robert Burridge's DVDs at Trude Z's house the night and it inspired me. I got out my jars of acrylic paints and some discarded watercolor paintings. I then got out some brushes, cardboard and an old tooth brush and started throwing paint on the paper. I immediately began to sing. Obviously I was happy throwing paint and slapping the paper together, smearing it with childlike delight. I then found myself dipping my fingers into the paint and using the brush to scrape. It was wonderful. Less than 10 minutes later, I had these wonderful pieces. Oh - and without a hangover. I was feeling happy and relaxed at the same time.
Its good to be an artist.
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