Tunisian Collaberative Painting

Seems kind of scary, like I'm not entirely sure which direction you would even have to go in. No one can talk to you, no one knows what your intentions are when you first lay down your brush. It almost seems as if all of the marks you make are futile, not so much as if someone else will be building off of them but rather destroying them by covering it up. It seems like an ironic race to be last, because you know that the first marks made on the page will likely never be seen. I'm really apprehensive, I'm an incredibly obsessive perfectionist. I don't know how I feel about other people touching things I've worked on.