Yesterday @athena_lemanska invited me into her studio to paint. I can’t remember the last time I picked up a paintbrush or made something with my hands other than arranging clothes. There were no rules or suggestions, just go. So, with zero thoughts in my head upon being handed a blank canvas, I perused the array of acrylic paints on the table. Reds, burgundies, pinks, whites, browns— those were the colors I was resonating with. I started and after some time, she expressed how lovely it was. Encouragement. I then got to a place where I was scared to continue on for fear I’d ruin it. She told me that’s normal and that you have to absolve fear because you can always paint over it tomorrow. Fear stops us from trying. overcome and humbled by the love I’ve experienced lately