My labyrinthitis-induced vertigo finally subsided enough for me to get back to painting. Just in time too, exhibit ingress is just around the corner and I may or may not be in a constant state of panic.
I’m tired, and stressed, and all my insecurities are out to play, but I also never feel as good about myself as when I’m painting. The working noises in my brain hush the other noises that usually never shut up.
I thought I was finished with this piece, but something still feels off so I’ll probably be working on it some more tomorrow after work. One more (mostly) done, and one last piece to go!