A part of My Art series, where I will be sharing some of my homemade artwork that I do not claim is any good.
I found this painting I did in my dorm room in like 2012.
That year was a super hard time.
I lost my house in Hurricane Sandy (homeless). Saw my neighbor’s dead body drowned in the swamps. Had my 2nd nervous breakdown. And broke up with my first boyfriend who I was in love with (as much love as I could be in, which isn’t a lot. I don’t think I was in love. I just loved him as a person) who was also my best friend for five years before we started our brief official romantic courtship that ended up being a dreadfully unhealthy relationship because he was like the male version of me. (I write a lot of pathetic love poems about him- love poems of friendship. Not sexual. I sent him one one night when I was tipsy- two sips of sangria and I may do dangerous things . NOT A GOOD IDEA TO DRINK AND WRITE)…
Watercolor to be seen in front of lamp.