Watercolour, writing, unaffected

Reading back over the years really made me cringe, so I've made the whiny and melodramatic posts back to draft mode. Can't believe people used to say I was a good writer. It was so awful and depressing. At least I know I'm a lot happier now, and that I don't ever want to have a relationship!

Since my parents have gone I've turned the downstairs into an art studio. I found myself taking time with mixing colours and using different consistencies to get different effects with water colour. I also found myself not following any method or having any idea of what exactly I wanted to create, just to let feeling flow through me. I'd like to try on a bigger scale and include words and layered meanings. I sometimes thing the sunflower might be too difficult or won't look as good as I am imagining; perhaps not having a plan is the best way to me.

I've started on the treatment of 'The House if 1000 Bongs'. It really is quite a good start as all sorts of things are coming back to me.