Just dropping watercolour into water

In reverse order of execution. Done on different papers, some really smooth and thin, some more textured.

Some days, I know that I can't paint "a painting".  There can be many reasons, too busy, too tired. Or just energy sucked out of me. But I want to turn up anyway. That's who I am. I always turn up for myself. And I'm always glad I do, particularly when I would rather take to the bed and distract myself with doom-scrolling or dark thoughts. So, on those days, I might just scribble. On this occasion, I painted big water shapes on the page and dropped watercolour in, no thinking, no judging. So happy I did.