I’m getting ready to paint. No idea what but how come all of my ideas slip away once I look at the canvas?
I’ve poured out some tomatoe red. I’ve got coffee, and cigarettes. It’s got me…dumbfounded.
It wants to be on the canvas, painting a pretty picture.
But once again, I let it down. I’m just staring at it. What do you want to become pretty paint? Help me transform you.
Tomatoe red is disappointed.