The healing power of abstract painting
Weekly letter #32, on fire rituals, pain relief, and watercolor abstracts.
It was December 26th, 2019. The day of the solar eclipse. I was home alone, and decided, from out of the blue, to paint. Something I hadn't done in a long time because I didn't see the point of it, and I had been too busy anyways.
Maybe it was precisely because of that busyness that I was in the state I was in: chronically exhausted, de-motivated, and u…