Headache 18"x28"

I woke up one morning with a splitting headache. I was so angry like "a bear with a sword in his head". I tried everything Tylanol, water nothing helped. So I told myself: "Healer, heal thyself". I gazed at the blank canvas as I always do, searching for what ails me. Although I was conscious it seems like this painting is painting itself. My hands moved but my mind did not participate. The colors drew my hands in, creating a channel to export the problem that I was experiencing. When it was done, so died my headache, instantly. I always am grateful for everything that happens in my life, the good and the bad. I always say that the presence of good cannot exist without the bad. If it wasn't for my headache, this piece would not have existed. This painting was painted in acrylic paint because it was a lot more modest than oil. I did not expect it to be so captivating. I wasn't trying to impress, however this piece turned out to be one of my favorites.