Painting a nightmare

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling black birds in my hair. The noise of flapping wings and movement felt so real... I tried to escape the feeling, but it followed me through the day. Finally, I gave up, and put it to the paper in the best way I could. 

My big moleskine journal is the best place to catch anything I want to express.

 I didn't paint it on the easel (pictured above), just wanted to see how it looks. I am so extremely in love with my easel that I have to see how anything looks on it :-) I painted it on the table (as seen bellow) using only a brown and white. 

Black birds are gone. Colorful ones are soon to come.

Dark and light

This is the last painting in a series that I envisioned in my mind. It might be my favorite one because of the atmosphere and textures that (unfortunately) don't transfer well to the screen.

A little bit gloomy for this bright day, but somehow feels right to me.