I'm a little obsessive compulsive. I know better than to talk lightly of mental illness. I can handle a reasonable amount of mess, clutter and dirt, but sometimes I just need things to be straight. Pictures must hang level and yoga mats must align. I count. When I'm waiting for someone, I count cars or people that pass. I count to fall asleep sometimes. I count while I water my plants. I've intentionally lost count of somethings, like how many lovers I had. How much I ate.
I've been going out and painting for a few years now. Since early 2010. Almost every week. So? More than 400 paint outs? A lot of painters. A lot of places. Not too many miles. Less than 10,000 hours. No regrets. Some paintings.
I'm a little obsessive compulsive. I know better than to talk lightly of mental illness. I can handle a reasonable amount of mess, clutter and dirt, but sometimes I just need things to be straight. Pictures must hang level and yoga mats must align. I count. When I'm waiting for someone, I count cars or people that pass. I count to fall asleep sometimes. I count while I water my plants. I've intentionally lost count of somethings, like how many lovers I had. How much I ate.
Love the paintings - I like how in the bottom one - a normal scene, something that most wouldn't think of to paint - very ordinary but you made it beautiful. By the way I count also - It's rarely I can take a walk around the lake without counting the steps. The only thing that can stop that is if I find something shiny - I'm like a crow. I'm obsessive also. If I find something I like then I have to buy several of different colors in case I can't find anything like it again.
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