I had no idea where it was going, I just kept piling paint until it felt right. The bottom part looks like my emotions got tired of being polite and decided to explode in all directions, eventually turning into mountains, very dramatic, soap-opera mountains. The thick strokes feel like they’re arguing with each other but still somehow making it work. The big swoosh on the left was me trying to ‘calm the chaos,’ but it ended up looking like an accidental rainbow, the kind you get when the weather can’t decide what it’s doing. And the chunky blob at the top became a sun, like it just planted itself there and now stares at me in a judgmental yet supportive way. Somehow the whole thing ended up looking like nature having an emotional breakdown. And honestly? That feels very accurate to my creative process.