Letting the Layers Speak
Sometimes I don’t know where a piece is going. That’s part of the beauty — and the tension — of working intuitively. These two watercolors aren’t finished yet, but they’ve already started to speak.
I wanted to share them mid-process because something is forming in them that feels worth witnessing, even before it’s polished or resolved. These aren’t final reveals — they’re invitations into the in-between.
🎨 Rooted Currents
(working title)
This piece began as an exploration of organic motion — I was thinking about tendrils, roots, possibly even nerves or water pathways. The division between zones felt like two ecosystems meeting: something grounded on the left, and something flowing and mysterious on the right.
The dotted textures and glassy orbs remind me of spores, cells, or tears. There’s life in these shapes — they’re not just decorative. They feel like memory vessels.
If I had to assign a mood to this painting, I’d call it resilient. It speaks of interconnection — not the clean kind, but the tangled, living kind that happens underground or in tidepools.
Even though it’s not done, I can already feel the layers pulling toward something deeper. I’m listening.
🎨 Scatter and Pulse
(working title)
This one was more spontaneous — less planned even than the first. I started with dabs of color and water, letting them spread and bleed. The dotted patterns came later, almost like scars or constellations. I was thinking about the body, about skin, about emotion rising and falling.
There’s something tender about it. Like a record of a feeling you didn’t have words for, so you just marked the page.
What surprised me was how much movement there is, despite the limited palette. The red, pink, and violet tones felt like heartbeat colors — soft, but not weak. It became a map of sensations.
It’s still forming. I don’t know what will come next, but I’m not rushing it.
What These Pieces Taught Me (So Far)
Even though they’re still evolving, these works reminded me that:
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Not everything has to be planned.
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Structure can emerge from flow.
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My internal world can be honored without needing to explain it away.
Sometimes, we paint not to make something “beautiful,” but to make something true.
Still Becoming
I’m still sitting with these paintings. Still adding to them when something calls. But even in their unfinished state, they’ve taught me something about trusting the process.
I’ll share the completed versions soon — but for now, maybe you see something I haven’t yet.
Thanks for joining me here, while it’s still becoming.
— Emmy
