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I am decidedly UNtalented at art; I peaked in the sixth grade with my drawings of Snoopy – some of which were actually pretty good.
But as soon as I didn’t have to take any kind of art class, I stopped. And now, I can barely draw a legible stick figure.
It was a few years ago when one of my college friends arranged to do a girls night “Paint Night.” My BFF went and asked me if I wanted in, and my answer was a resounding Hell no. The idea of going out with friends to actually paint a picture? Completely intimidating and not at all interesting to me.
But then I read Brene Brown and started realized just how important creativity is to me and how much I’ve lost it since I was younger. And I decided to open myself up to it should the opportunity arise.
Then it did. Saturday night I went to a Paint Night which was held as a fundraiser with some of my triathlon friends. None of us admitted to being particularly good at art, all of us were nervous, and still, it was a great time.
I learned that painting is actually pretty forgiving; you can mess up (and I did!) and it’ll still look decent when you’re done.
I’m pretty proud of myself for how my painting came out.
But mostly I am proud that I put myself out there and did something creative that scared me.
The beginning – an empty canvas. (Yikes!)
The moon and background with shading…
Then the tree outline…
Beginning to fill in the leaves…
The final, finished painting.