Hairballs

I was recently inspired by hairballs. Now before you judge me for being weirder than I actually am allow me to give you the setting. The hubs and I live in a fantastically classy and well run apartment complex (sarcasm) and they shower drains slower than my husband drives. So in an effort to help the shower drain more efficiently I went at it with a plunger and started seeing what I could clear out. Enter the second largest hairball I have ever seen, the first was a hairball I cleaned out of the drain when Lindsey lived with me. Anyways, I cleaned the hairball out and was thinking about how it clogged up the drain and then inspiration struck.

Please note: the hubs says I need to go to metaphor school. I think he was referencing the time I related my limbs to sunlight. Don't ask.

So here I go with my lame metaphor... Hairballs clog up the drain and prevent the water from draining forcing you to stand in gross nasty dirty water while you shower and then you have to look at it while it drains (if it drains at all.) The same can be said for things in life. What makes your life move slower? What holds you back from doing what you were meant to do? In our relationship with the Lord we can have a plethora hairballs. My current hairball that is clogging my spiritual drain (lame I know but a least I'm not relating virginity to roses) is disinterest. I'm spiritually bleh. Bleh like the nasty shower water in the undrained tub.

So to process through the "bleh-ness" I'm going to paint some bright hairballs. I'll post pictures as I get started but I'm pretty sure it will be a combo of watercolors, drawing and screenprinting. While looking at watercolor paintings for inspiration I came across the following painting I really enjoy the muted colors and the lighter application of the paint on the paper.