Primavera Cleaning

Most of my day today was spent cleaning my room. It's nowhere near finished, which is frustrating.. I'm unpacking things from school and finding things from years past..

I keep being reminded of old relationships, finding dried flowers, sonnets or love letters. It's disconcerting and pretty much reminds me that my current status seems to be closer to lonesome these days.

While I cleaned, I hung up pictures, posters, tapestries.. This picture is of a tapestry I bought many years ago of Botticelli's Primavera, right next to a diptych I painted this semester; a remake of Botticelli's Birth of Venus with characters from pop culture.

I did a research paper on Botticelli this semester as well.. Apparently I've had a love for him for quite some time, though it was dormant for a while, because I remember buying that tapestry as a middle schooler or early high school. I've always thought Fra Filippo Lippi did gorgeous works, too, and recently figured out that Botticelli was his student. I love how the art world can connect without conscious realizations.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures. - Henry Ward Beecher