Scream
It’s not often that I feel like screaming, it’s somewhat satisfying releasing all of that pent up frustration through a loud yell or scream. I wanted to scream one night but instead I grabbed a few half empty cans of paint and let my hands do the screaming for me. I let the paint go where it was going to go. Channeling my energy into an art piece instead of holding it in or screaming at the top of my lungs is both rewarding and fulfilling. Here is the process of me painting my emotions.
