I am not sure I have ever had as much fun painting.
This is the first time I have had a painting studio—a place of my own where I feel so free to make messes, to embrace failure, to get out of the way of myself. I spent the first couple of months in the studio tied down by expectations I imposed on myself to be another kind of painter—during that struggle, I felt like I could not see, like I was looking through a lens of someone else’s making. Some wise words from my studio mate set me straight. And just like that—20/20.