For Christmas last year, my great aunt gave me a pad of A3 watercolour paper. She is the notable art-supply-giving family member. Thank you Christine. I very rarely use watercolour, but nevertheless the thick, textured paper is really nice. I will try some watercolour on it at some point, but last week I tried some diluted acrylic and oil pastels over the top.
Anyway, playing around is what matters most here. Just scribbling and scrubbling. I think being an online artist and being so posting-focused for a long time has affected how I look at my work a lot. Not in a bad way, particularly, but just in the sense of being aware of how "looked at" things are and evaluating them through that imagined lens. Formulaic thinking just sort of sinks into you when you're a "content creator" and it's always nice to totally remove an audience and just vibe. Although of course, I'm posting this too, but a blog isn't real. That's my playhouse. Don't even worry about it.
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