People sometimes think that I am brave because when an idea to try something pops into my head, I jump in head first. However, this is more of a fear of not changing and avoiding trying new things, than the bravery I have to do it.
This week I tried playing with pallet knives again. As the last time I tried this, I really enjoyed it, but I seemed to have a hard time making myself stop and things got a little out of hand. So, I left them alone and this weekend I thought it was a good time to jump in again.
Since I read the story about the Rembrandt tulip, I've been fascinated even more so by the flower. How can a tiny thing have such an effect on people?
Speaking of tiny things, I've been craving to paint currants so much. It must the weather. Maybe it's the colors. Either way, I am glad I finally found some to paint.