I know I can write, and for the most part I take decent photos, though my subjects are still limited. I can draw a little, but all of my sketches are cartoonish and abstract. Realism, no chance.

But painting, no way. Luckily I have some prowess with digital mediums, so maybe, just maybe, I can satisfy my canvas craving that way.

Here is my first attempt.

The other day, as I was sitting in my office cubicle, I knocked my coffee mug with my elbow, which launched a bulb of the brown hot stuff into the air only to crash like an exploding water balloon on my desk. But after I shouted my token obscenity and rushed to grab a paper towel, I stopped to notice the splat. It was a pattern I could never draw, so I took a photo of it.

Then, I ran it through a handful of Photoshop filters, in addition to playing with the colors and contrast. In the end, I came up with a pop art, abstract image that I really like. I’ll try to make more of these from time to time.

Before:

After:

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