Isn’t painting supposed to make me feel better? Sometimes it does… I got a little rage out on that failed eggplant, but I love it all the same. I try to come as I am to my art. Sometimes it helps me work through things, sometimes I give up before it can. This day I’m glad that I didn’t quit with the first eggplant attempt and stuck through to the not-quite-mediocre broccoli… garlic was a bridge too far I guess. I do like to go back and see my feelings in my art - even the angry ones make me smile.

Thank you, Kanchan.