Letters and acrylic 3

I think I am getting better in terms of confidence. Each new painting teaches me new ways to express myself, with the materials I have at hand. These days have been very interesting, new experiences that have led me to study. I enjoy studying. There are thousands of concepts to study and assimilate.

I've noticed the textures, the ways I can create the backgrounds. I am always creating, my time is limited. If I let the paint dry, then the wait would have to be long. Because I wouldn't know when I would have the time again.

The important thing is learning. Maybe someone will like these pictures. Maybe the colors will draw rainbows and bridges and valleys and moons.
You, amazing little person. Tomorrow you'll be scanning the spaces. Cats have plenty of food for years. Purring. Playing with stamens. Making the kitchen the primordial space. Sculpting sunrises and weaving dreams. Open the window, let in the breeze to dispel the air. Look at this painting. Autumn is passing by. I love autumn. Although in my latitude it doesn't exist. They erased it from the seasons. They annihilated it. And left in some minds. Clues. Little puzzles. Some pieces flutter at me. They ask me to put them together. To trace figures. Paths in the water. To paint the trees from the window, at dusk. Kissing the water with dead leaves. Come, come closer to look. We will walk through the sweet space of each flower. Of each shadow. To infinity.

a @wakeupkitty.pal, with affection..
a @aneukpineung78, @ronthroop,
@jayes-art

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