I do lots of art journaling- so much that it worries me sometimes it is my addiction. But from time to time I dab into painting and drawing- not for production of spectacular, fine art but for different reasons. I never really painted for the outcome- to have the finish product. The same with drawing that I am still scared of- I do it for a different reason, quite selfish in some respect...

2 years ago I never painted anything in my life (ok painted bedroom wall and  my nails maybe few times). A paintbrush was an enigmatic tool reserved for those special people who were born gifted to be able to produce images with that magic wand…

"Art will tell me..." - this what I trusted when first time faced this massive and scary blank canvas. As per Brenè Brown saying "daring greatly" is sometimes more than just being brave.