Painting is, and has been for as long as I can remember, my own personal brand of emotional and mental therapy. In times of anger, anxiety, depression, frustration and deep sadness, it has always been there for me, providing release and relief.
Sometimes I get so caught up in the rigors of everyday life and the unexpected wrenches thrown in my path, that I neglect my therapy until I get to a point where I realize that I have simply got to MAKE the time to do that little "thing" for myself, as it just helps me stay balanced, focused and calm. Painting is like meditation for me. It's not something I really do to sell, or as a career, but something I do for me. And sometimes, other people get something positive out of those works too, so I like to share them.
This painting was the first in several months(not counting two small Christmas presents I made), and is a self portrait of sorts. I wish I could find the words to describe the thought process behind it, but there really wasn't one. It was painted purely as a product of emotion. So if you connect with it on some level, maybe you know how I am feeling here lately.
And maybe you can explain it to me. Haha.