A messy and colourful painting inspired by the song I listened to on repeat in the spring of 2025: Messy, by Nola Young.
Sometimes I am messy; a thing that is often not very much appreciated. Especially when you are a woman. Because I forget birthdays, forget to call or text back, I forget to shave my legs on sunny days, and how much I try; many parts of my home are a complete mess most of the time. And you know; who is not messy? Since a few years I am working on enjoying the chaos, and rather to tame it, so surf the waves!
A messy and colourful painting inspired by the song I listened to on repeat in the spring of 2025: Messy, by Nola Young.
Sometimes I am messy; a thing that is often not very much appreciated. Especially when you are a woman. Because I forget birthdays, forget to call or text back, I forget to shave my legs on sunny days, and how much I try; many parts of my home are a complete mess most of the time. And you know; who is not messy? Since a few years I am working on enjoying the chaos, and rather to tame it, so surf the waves!
