By Chloe Vance

I painted this because I had to paint something. Quarantine makes it really easy to do nothing. If I don’t do something creative or physical for enough time it feels like my heads going to crack open. All my thoughts and passions turn against each other and I’m left feeling conflicted about nothing in particular. This painting clashes. Lines slant into curves with poorly defined boarders. There’s light with no source in a not-so-dark darkness. There’s a lot happening and yet it still feels like there is unused space. 

The weather man is all out of predictions.