[Edit 08.07.07 -- Uploaded better quailty image of painting and enabled print-buying.]

I had pens, coloured pencils, a piece of paper, and four hours to do nothing. I just drew whatever my hand felt like doing without really thinking of what I was doing. Then, I coloured it using coloured pencils because they were the "brightest" media I had around (I would have loved to do it in acrylic paints, but I only have darker colours and no money to buy more right now).

I put this in "psychedelic" even though personally I would compare this to some of the early surrealism/automatism works of art. But I feared that putting it under "surrealism" would get it deleted because some people would see it and yell, "OMG! Itz nt dali-lik!!!!!!111one"

"I want to show people the movies... In... My... Head..." -David Byrne from David Byrne Interviews David Byrne

I guess this is kind of like a movie I have in my head. Or at least like some of the dreams I've been having for years on end. Music... Coffee... Things burning... A heart... I was in a so-so mood when I made this. More happy than depressed, I guess. Or maybe on the road from happiness to depression, which may or may not be known as Southbound IH-35. There is so much to be said about this, yet so little words to describe what I need to say. I feel that lately it is easier for me to communicate through pieces of art rather than through writing (and I love writing and used to be good at it). Perhaps now I am trying to communicate things that are harder to verbally express than the ones I once was trying to communicate.

Well, I guess I'll leave it at that. After all, I am presenting just a crazy piece of paper with marks on it and not talking to my therapist!