Not everything I paint is made to be beautiful, or made to be sold.
Sometimes it’s raw.
Sometimes it’s messy.
Sometimes it’s angry.
After a really difficult few weeks, I have had so many emotions and very little time to process them. Today was the day to unpack and put it all out on the canvas. It was getting way too heavy to carry.
It doesn’t matter whether anyone else likes it.It did what it needed to do.
If you’re carrying something heavy, you don’t have to be an artist to let it out. Paint. Draw. Write. Sculpt. Garden. Make music. Bake bread. Create something that gives your feelings somewhere safe to exist outside your own mind.
It doesn’t have to be good.
It just has to help.
ā¤ļøMegan
