wet paint.

Yesterday, Al looked at the small patches of spackle on the wall and asked me why I was painting the living room. “It’s just time,” I told him. Actually, it was well past time. I have been collecting swatches for at least two years. I wanted to be sure that I had chosen just the right color. Today I took my swatch to the paint place and got it mixed. I told myself to trust my vision no matter what. I know that part is going to be hard sometimes because when things don’t go exactly like I planned, I am full of questions and doubt, especially when a creative process is involved. I am determined to be patient this time. I know my family will be glad to know that they won’t be dealing with the temperamental artist I usually am.

wet paint.

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