Shamefully, this has become a sort of “go-to” design when my brain cells go blank.
Drawing a blank is the worst for any artist, I’m sure.
So sitting there with random-sized dotting tools rolling across the desk in front of me, and my latent desire to just use acrylic paint ALL OF THE TIME…..
of course, dots came. I let them happen whatever way they happened this time. Had no clue what my nails were going to look like.
My sister would say my nails look like they have leprosy or something… and for several moments I thought “Why did you basically hide that beautiful charcoal gray polish?” But the Dotter in my spirit won out… and I love these dots even more than the dots that have come before.