the title is exactly as it sounds. i may have been on day 1 or 2 of a sickle cell crisis and needed something to do besides taking medicine and resting. i remember it being a struggle to get to my desk to paint as it were my legs so walking was not an option. the paint must have been laying on the desk and i just picked up whatever was closer, whether it was a pallet knife or brush. you tell me, but i feel this is different than my other paintings. some parts of this look like watercolor. it would be nice to see what else i'd produce under such mental and physical weight but it's best for me to be weightless.