Inspiration runs dry. Acting on a sudden urge to play with acrylics, I started painting on a canvas. Then I stopped. Beauty, to me, is in imperfection. Half complete. It leaves a lot more to the imagination. So, I hung up this painting, not anywhere close to completion, on the wall and there it hangs now... proudly representing the ebb of my artistic creativity. Oh, and if you were at my last paint party, you will notice that I finally took the masking tape off the wall and painted it a lighter shade of chocolate... 2 hours of wall-paint effort, stretched out over 5 months ;)
