Monday, April 2

Van Goghnope

I painted this monstrosity. It looks like a vase of weird nipples.


I actually threw it in someone's trash, kept walking, turned around, took it out of the trash and brought it home.

The reason I went back?  I gotta start somewhere. It'll be fun to see how I progress. Maybe?


Sunday, April 1

Van Goghnuts

I can't believe how nervous I am to paint right now.

I'm not going to be any good.

I'm going to be embarrassed to show someone.

I should just leave.

This is dumb. Why do I think I WOULD be any good? I've never been trained to paint in my life. Do I think I'm Van Gogh? Should I be able to paint a masterpiece?

I never allow myself to learn, I just expect to be good at something immediately. Isn't that strange?? How can I have such low self- esteem and high self-expectations at the same time?

Is that WHY I have low self esteem? Because I don't think I'm good enough at anything, even things I've never tried before??

Oy vey.