By oladootun on Skatehive
Hello, Hivers! It was a wonderful day, but as I walked to my morning lecture, my mind was consumed with a single thought: the theme for today's painting. I felt a mix of anticipation and dread, and I couldn't shake the worry of facing a blank canvas. I knew I couldn't wait to hold the brushes, but at the same time, I felt withdrawn, almost frozen. I took a moment to brainstorm, a silent battle taking place in my mind. During this moment, I was a whirlwind of mixed feelings—tensed and agitated. I finally picked up my pencil to plan out what I would represent on the canvas, waiting in anticipation for the creative spark to hit. At last, I figured something out. I wasn't even sure if it was what I truly wanted to paint, but it gave me a sense of direction, and the more I pondered it, the clearer it became. After taking a moment to flex my muscles, I began a journey with an uncertain outcome. The second I picked up my brushes, I was overwhelmed. The tension got so strong, but I began to sk