what I did on my mental health day: more vagina paintings

which was last Friday.

I feel like I'm in second grade telling you what I did on my day off, but I don't really care.

I wrote, painted, vegged, vegged, vegged and vegged some more.

My brain needed it. My brain needed it desperately bad.

So here is my new batch of the paintings I did. There are a couple others, but those were super poopy. These are not so poopy.

This is the one I started on Super Bowl Sunday


I should have finished this one before I went crazy on the petals. It was better when it was simpiler


and well, there vaginas. Nuff said.