I find it’s a process..anytime I step out to try something new. There’s this trepidation mixed with excitement that lays me down and picks me up and throws me into an inner self doubting critic arm wrestling a believer and lover passionate about creating no matter what!
Im trying to paint on vintage wood panel here and the mix and wrestling within myself created a fight between the sun trying to break through a rolling ocean in my heart.
I feel like a failure on one hand yet a winner because I didn’t quit or give up.
Theres a life lesson mixed in there somewhere.