Brown Paper Bags to Belgian Canvas
Rediscovering My Creative Spark
I dug out a box of ancient acrylic paints and even older brushes, and set up shop at my kitchen counter. The moment I started painting, I felt a huge wave of relief and joy. (Even writing this I have a big smile on my face!) By removing the pressure to create something “worthy” of expensive materials, I gave myself the freedom to play, to be messy, to be imperfect. And I found it so liberating!