The ironies of life are sometimes hard to carry. More often than not, you want to scream so bad but you need to be silent, calm and focused.
Silent screams are sort of a power. You acknowledge the heaviness and the burdensome feeling yet you choose to keep quiet because sometimes, all you can do is focus and not lose your shit.
Again, I have a different picture in mind but somehow, my hands have a different plan. As usual, it turned out as something I wasn’t expecting but nonetheless, I guess it’s still fine.
This was painted on Canson Watercolor Paper using 2 brushes (I forgot the sizes) together with Wisnor and Newton 45 half pan set (cotman;student grade paints)