Painted Walls
by Sasa

This is my mood piece. This is my defeatist piece, my resilience piece, my ingratitude and my gracious piece. My despair and the hope that has always gotten me through. I painted this on April 30th, I had been flying high all week, but the caginess got to me, and I was suddenly discontent. I was missing everything including but not limited to, my friends, my fears, humanity at large, I was tired of my room and the concept of four walls. So I painted the thing I despised, but I painted it empty of people. I was imagining a world for myself in which outside was safe and I spent no time indoors. I painted it in bright colors because I missed the colors of life. I painted it imprecisely, because I was tired of straight lines and holding things in. Later, I noticed all the things it represents. The privilege of myself to be discontent with shelter, the poetry of art being my salvation every time, the boundless possibility that could exist in this world I was creating for myself, the fact that I should be grateful for paint if nothing else. I plan on doing more paintings like this-- wonky, colorful, and in an alternate reality where we spend no time at home and hug when we see each other. And eventually, it won't have to be an alternate reality, it can be here and our walls will miss us.