Over two months ago I had the urge to buy this big ass canvas not knowing what the fuck I could even do with it it was so intimidating over a meter worth of canvas just starring it me it was almost uncomfortable so I thought why not try and depict a waiting room in all of this space with its chaoticness & order so I tried to take elements of every waiting room I personally can remember, the one where I had an x ray eariler this year is still stuck in my mind so Its kind of ironic if I didn't have back problems I would have never seen the waiting room nor painted this, so it slowly started to make sense cause honestly in times like this painting daily for almost a month to finish this piece was almost the only thing keeping me sane even the couple of days where i couldn't paint because of my back I was itching just to go back, i can't even count the hours it took to finish this but, i would do it all over again it just felt right ps. blasting music thru the tv at max volume helped a ton too .