The Secrets in My Blood Stream
Lately I’ve been drawn to finger painting. Feeling the paint and going with the flow. Not thinking; no real goal of what this is suppose to represent or look like. I find out what it is after I finish, if anything at all. It’s a good way of freeing your mind of the worries in your life. Just doing, not thinking. Kind of like when you’re really small and you just scribble because it is fun.