As my research winds down, I find myself reflecting on the changing of the seasons and how it has affected my art-making process. Going outside to paint was truly where I found most of my peaceful moments. Early hours when no one was around was a lot more meaningful and I found that I was truly content. When people were around, I got a bit more anxiety about painting in public and wondered if it was weird, would I get in trouble, would people ask me questions. I connected these feelings back to my public art piece last summer where I painted in the streets. I felt very nervous to place myself in those situations and wondered if it was even a legal thing to do. What if the parking spaces got filled up and someone got mad that I was taking up a spot? I realize people in general just put me on edge and I enjoy myself most when it’s just me. In relation to the colors I picked up on, I noticed that in the colder months I chose white and blue a lot more often than warmer colors, but when I was inside I almost always noticed the yellows in the space first. I revisited a bunch of places more than once and realized that the mood I was in had a lot to do with how I interpreted the space. It was cool to see the colors that I chose by keeping the palette right on the page. I really enjoyed doing this research and I’m excited to continue it over the summer.