I randomly started to paint today. The final product made me think of floating flowers in the ocean. It reminded me of when my grandmother passed. I took a trip to California and went to Santa Monica Pier for the first time. It was such an ethereal experience. I took a train from my hostel and spoke with another passenger about her passing. I was still mourning. As I walked the beach, next to the Pier, flowers started to wash up onto shore to my right and to my left a cluster of white star balloons floated in the air. This was a unique set of balloons, and the last time I had seen one of that style, I was walking to my grandmother's apartment on the beach and one was randomly floating on the sidewalk. It was so out of place. But here I am staring at the flowers floating to shore and all these star balloons after speaking of her, it was my goodbye from her. So, this painting reminded of a woman who lived a long life and was cherished. Then the passing of Jimmy Carter's life partner had passed today; the announcement after my painting was created. Maybe it is all connected, maybe not. I just can't help to think there is such a beauty in this world most cannot see.
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