Black Paint
I love the smell of black acrylic paint. It takes me to many different memorie. Most of all every art room I have ever had a class taught to me has been reflected in whatever size bottle I am working with at the time.
Today it is a small craft store bottle. I am working on another small pine art coffin for a friend who was nice enough to gift me a reception decoration gift. I am getting married in roughly 2 months and some change and this smell of black acrylic ink has somehow calmed my mind enough I can focus on one thing at a time instead of my brain flying through all of space and time.
Anywho, just been reflecting a lot lately on more positive things and the paint seemed to help.
This is one of the most disjointed things I have written but that is what first posts are for.
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