My Kandinsky Boob piece was so much fun; the photo above is the finished product… but the process was where the real art was at. I was giggling the whole time, and I was completely alone… which tells me that art is very healing and exciting. And I need way more of it in my life. Making it. Appreciating it. Encouraging it. Being it.
So today, I am buying some art supplies and will commence making art using parts of my body as canvas, palette and/or paintbrush.
I am so excited. Fuck you, moodiness. Time for some art therapy!