Something about the city lights at night just hits differentβ¦ As soon as I looked out the window, I was inspired to create smth ππIβve been playing around with oils lately, and wowβ¦ itβs messy, moody, and kinda magical. Like, itβs not about making a masterpiece - itβs about letting my thoughts drip onto the canvas (and maybe onto my shirt oops π€π). The view from my balcony felt too pretty not to capture, so here we are - just me, my paints, and a sky full of ideas....or maybe you can join me?What do you do when inspiration randomly hits at night? Or am I the only one painting in lingerie and talking to the moon? ππ«