The other day I was just sitting on my couch and I couldn't stop staring at my monstera plant (that I'm slowly killing but trying my best to revive). Then I thought, "I'm going to paint it".
I grabbed a 22" x 30" piece of watercolor paper and taped it to the wall and busted my paints out. I don't think I've ever stood up painting like that before but it felt great.
A few weeks ago something similar happened when rearranging my jewelry. The colors really caught my eye, and I suddenly had the urge to paint them in vivid tones.
It's so strange the times when inspiration strikes. And from the most simple things surrounding you...