As it is summer, I use my balcony a lot. It is pretty high up which provides a nice view of part of my city and also affords me a fair amount of privacy. Our balcony is angled in such a way that half is obscured from *(almost) anyone else’s view.
I started to do my art on my balcony because weather permits me to do so and I like seeing the sky, the moon and the four stars (Sirius is one of them, I believe) that manage to push through all of the light pollution. Also… I am getting messier… so it is better to keep the mess outside, I guess.
I don’t know why I choose certain colours, but I felt I had been neglecting red. It isn’t one of my favourite colours, which is why I avoid it. I do the same with yellow because something about that colour activates annoyance in me, but it has gotten better over years as I have managed to convince myself that not all shades of yellow need to be expunged. The hate was real… and completely inexplicable. Ever feel that way about a colour?
Gold, hot pink and black seemed like fitting companions for the red. The colours seem to complement one another. Sweet.
As for the one-boob thing, I am not trying to tease and be enticing, I just felt a tad too exposed being completely topless. This was my happy medium. But eventually, I won’t care. So if you are one of my neighbours (though I seriously hope that you are not, Dear Reader), you’re welcome, I suppose. 🤣
This is simply called, “Poppies” because that’s what it looks like.
*I actually almost got caught masturbating on my balcony because I didn’t notice two people chatting while leaning over their own balcony a couple floors above me. If people did that more… they would definitely find themselves privy to some rather naughty activities. Anyway, I think I scrambled out of the way fast enough… it was kind of a turn-on… not gonna lie.