I think I just slept the day away as a way to cope. I don’t want tomorrow to come. I’ve come to dread Mondays—that’s how bad it has become.

Somewhere down the road, I will find myself again. I’m in a season of transition. I don’t know how I will find my path again but somehow I will. I just don’t know how long it will take me. For now I am hurting, I don’t know why.

I have attempted to reinterpret one of the photos from NASA taken by the Hubble telescope.

But I ruined it in the end because I overdid the white smokey effect. I had to pivot.

I just did clouds instead. I need to practice how to make wispy smoke that is not only white. 🤔 I wonder if I should leave negative space to accommodate purple and pink.

Anyway, changing the painting to clouds is an exercise as well. I need to improve my clouds using gouache.