Show Me Your Garbage

So here it is, the long awaited (mostly or only by me) first painting of 2018.

I call it garbage – because, let’s be honest, it kind of is. It’s a bunch of different parts mixed in together that just did not blend or layer the way I had expected. The more I tried to “fix” it, the worse it got. SMH. Finally, it got to a point where the canvas warped, the alcohol ink actually crumpled (didn’t know I could make ink do that), and the acrylic paint just became a gross colored mush. Lol I can’t help but laugh at this. To be honest, it is quite appropriate – not only because this year is already garbage – but because this has been my life. The more I tried to plan and articulate everything I had wanted, the more ruined it became!

Some of you have encouraged me to make this painting thing more of a profession, more public, more serious than a personal hobby. To be honest, I fear that the second I try to take control of this, it will crumble in my hands the way the ink crumbled on the canvas. My cousin, Farah understands me in this. Thankfully, she is also a control freak and realizes that the harder we pull something towards one direction, the harder God pushes it the opposite way. Clearly we’re a bit lost but it’s okay. I don’t know where TheraPaint may go and that’s honestly because, months ago, I didn’t know what TheraPaint was. God brought it out of me and gave me something to carry me through this. Every opportunity I’ve been given that involves art has been brought my way with no effort of my own. TheraPaint is becoming something, I’m not sure exactly what, but it’s a thing. And, the last thing I want to do is ruin this by taking the wheel. I’m good riding passenger for now (also because I’m unable to drive and don’t have much of a choice but that’s besides the point!) and await the next destination He has mapped out for me.

So, we usually only like to show our best and most proudest moments to others. But can we keep it real? I know that every talented anything has made garbage at one point or another. I showed you mine, now show me yours.

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