That pretty much says it.
I’m having a really bad painting day. Or, rather, a really good gremlin day. Want to hear what he is saying about me today?
Your paintings are shit.
Why are you doing this?
You have no idea what you are doing, do you?
You can’t even sell paintings.
Your paintings are just sitting around doing nothing.
Your paintings suck.
You can’t even get the money for the painting you did sell.
So, yeah. Fuck.