Today I am exceptionally grateful for being able to paint. I’ve always liked painting but not to the degree that I enjoy it now. When I went to Ohio this summer, before I made friends or had fun events to go to, I didn’t want to be bored. Therefore, I invested in some canvas and acrylic paints, brushes and was ready to see what would happen. Turns out I REALLY like painting. It is such a stress reliever and allows me the creative opportunity I need. When I get frustrated (especially with school) I find myself wanting to paint more and more. Yet, when I feel peaceful and excited I also find myself wanting to paint and express myself through that outlook. Either way, painting along with some good jams has been really helping me. I will admit that there are some paintings that I think come out just right. Not perfect, but the way I envisioned them from the beginning. I like when that happens. It doesn’t happen every time but I think that is what has been making painting worth the time I put into it. Maybe that’s why my grandma paints. She is an artist and her house is filled with beautiful paintings, some rather colorful others very dark and mysterious. Maybe its how my grandma expresses herself or the way she imagines certain situations look. She is awesome and the one who always encouraged me to paint and embrace my creativity. Painting connects me and my grandma in a way I never would have expected. I love her and am savoring every opportunity to paint.
Last note, I like painting with many colors because to me life is not black and white, there are many colors in between.