More colours and blobs and watery messes bleeding into each other and making dense and thin new colours in a liquid dance. I can't stop painting like this and it feels nice. When I feel too restless or don't feel too sure about what to do with myself I can sit down and do this, and it's perfect.
It's the same principle of cleaning and organising things - just doing an almost automatic action to make something look nice. I love both for the same reasons. I like the smooth feeling of moving paint around with a nice, soft brush. The best thing to do to make myself feel happy, inspired, and satisfied.
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