The paints had mostly dried up. The jars that were not completely dry had a variety of textures. One resembling chewed gum, another clotted cottage cheese, and another the cheese on a six hour old cold pizza. Decided to use them anyway. Made a bear out of clay-like phthalo green. Put some wiggle eyes on him. Stuck him on the background of lumpy permanent green light and sticky spectrum yellow.
“I’m holding together,” says the bear. “My legs are not connected to my body, yet I stand here proudly in the great green valley.” Monumental in one way, like poo in another. This is the worst-best painting.