February is here.

This past week I was kinda sick, maybe it was the abrupt weather change, but everything felt weird.

Even my painting of the week felt weird, but in a good way. I don't think I've ever managed to get the lightning of a painting so well like I did this time.

I'm biased, of course. But I think this is the first time I felt proud of a painting, well, at least as far as I can remember.

The way I managed to paint the guitar and get it right, right from the get-go, it's still a mystery to me. I don't know how I did that. The way the light is hitting the guitar and reflecting the colors, I'm out of words. I'll stop talking about it now.

Japanese class is going well. This week though, I forgot how to say 18 in Japanese and I was so upset with myself. It's じゅうはち, Lucas. じゅうはち (juu-hachi)! C'mon! 🙈

Over and out! ✌️