It was so worth it. I can tell my mental health is improving greatly. I don’t have a sense of dread at 2pm any more. I don’t cry in the mornings when I wake up. I’m trying to find another job, but I also don’t want to take the first thing that comes along.
In the time I’m not job-hunting, cleaning, working out, or relaxing, I’ve been painting! I’m on a miniature painting kick at the moment.
Painting in miniature is so much harder than painting a standard-sized canvas. You have less wiggle room, if that makes sense. You also need a really great set of detail brushes to do anything.
I’m on this Sci-fi kick with the books I’m reading. I’m reading Seveneves by Neal Stephenson and War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells at the same time, so I constantly have thoughts of space travel swimming around in the old noggin.
I think I find that the smaller paintings are a little more panic-inducing than the larger ones. I feel more relaxed and comfortable if I have room to make mistakes and then fix them.
It feels good to be so relaxed.