A quickly done little painting of a kitten sitting on the floor or a wooden table. I used toned paper and the watercolour pencils that I received in the September Sketchbox.
Watercolour pencils are really convenient to turn a drawing into a painting and to avoid to have to wet paper too much.
I’m preparing a bunch of drawings and paintings that I’ll frame and give as gifts to some of my favourite colleagues who I’ll see soon! This one if for Amy.
One of my goals during our summer vacation was to draw, which I did enough of to feel good. Here’s a doodle that filled my small sketchbook Canson art book universal (14×21 cm / 4×6 in).
I mainly physically experience anxiety in two ways, best described by the following two-word hashtags: #wringlung and #mochibruise.
I believe I get #wringlung when I’m lying down and #mochibruise in any other position.
#wringlung
wringtransitive verb To twist, squeeze, or compress, especially so as to extract liquid. Often used with out. + lungnoun Either of two respiratory organs in air-breathing vertebrates, occupying the chest cavity to provide oxygen to the blood while removing carbon dioxide. = #wringlung
That’s the closest description I could muster for the sensation of the air being swiftly squeezed out of my lungs.
#mochibruise
mochinoun A (delicious) Japanese rice cake made from glutinous rice. + bruisenoun An injury to the flesh with a blunt or heavy instrument, or by collision with some other body; a contusion. = #mochibruise
The sensation, which happens in my stomach, is that of a soft and light mochi dropped on a bruise that suddenly aches.
How do you physically experience anxiety?
And to make things worse, my friend Guillaume recently reminded me of the photograph series he took of me thirteen years ago, where I was happier, fitter and worry-free.
Coralie Mercier, June 2006, photo by Guillaume Laurent