I’ve been doing a ridiculous amount of painting, writing, and creative pursuits. By accident, as I held one of my wood panels in a gloved hand, I spray painted it one of my favorite hues of blue. As I laid it on the box to dry, I realized that for whatever reason, my hand covered the portion of the wood panel of me dressed in Handmaid Tale’s attire. It’s hard to imagine that my subconscious wasn’t aware of how I held the custom painting as I sprayed paint on it.
I imagined what caption I might paint on it, what truth might speak to me.
The truth is this: I don’t know.
I will keep you updated.