Misty’s Week of Colors: White

clouds like lace, leaves like feathers

I need to sleep so I will be brief. One thing that I noticed while doing this one is that when I think I am copying something I saw somewhere, it never turns out anything like what I thought I was mimicking. My interpretation just takes over somewhere in the process. I like that. It’s slowly convincing me that I actually have my own style and that I will find it eventually. 

I won’t be home really at all tomorrow, so red may have to happen saturday morning.