the caption is “the bottle is empty (inane, worthless etc.) so i drink my mind”
reflection, meditation even day dreaming are ways to get through a difficult day that are in some ways superior to solitary drinking–no hangovers. but they are are rarely as up-beat.
In all of them–drinking included– you think you can sit outside yourself and observe, get some insight about how better to relate to the world. but can you? A you here and another identical you there, they both still see only themselves. the metaphor is more mirror than window.
so what can the recording of all these ponderings, the journal or the canvas, be? is it more mirror or window?