Today was one of those days where I felt so grateful that my art had my back.

I was having a pretty shitty and uneventful day and I had no desire to go to art class. Now that I had finished my Marie Walsh application, there was no longer anything to cram for, so the drive to make art kind of became lost. I went to art class in the end because I had nothing else to do, and I didn't feel like staying at home.

I kept telling myself on the way that things would get better and that I had another half day to turn my day around, but I didn't really believe it.

Anyway, I dragged my butt there and ended up going to the nearby art store and picking up a canvas.

I started brainstorming and painting and here's where I am with it now: