somehow I just didn’t like it

I made these paintings in a house that was going to be renovated. It was a huge house that hadn't been lived in for two years. It smelled gross and everything sparkled with some kind of strange glitter that was in the acoustic ceiling spray. The paintings were painted from life, although not (I think) technically a still life. Things that I noticed or seemed interesting in one way. I was basically trapped there for a week. There was no bathroom. It was intense the way I like the experience of conceptual art to be. Anyways, here's some pictures.