The blossoms and blue skies are out and saying hello right now, and looking at all these paintings reminds me of all the nice colours starting to appear everywhere. These are kind of soft and chaotic and they feel nice and happy and springy.
It's strange how much my mood and focus can be shaped by the increased appearance of sunlight, or changes in the nature around me, as well as something like getting into a new band. I've been listening to Fickle Friends almost non-stop for about two weeks. There's such a real, burning joyfulness to their songs and they make me feel so filled with colour.
Listening to them is like being at a party, right in the middle when everyone's at their peak in terms of enjoying the night. When it's early enough to feel the buzz and energy of everyone, but late enough that the introduction has faded into chaotic, cackling social camaraderie. Something like that.
Like stars and fireworks and fairy lights, but all against a bright blue afternoon sky.
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