This summer I’ve returned to something I discovered last summer. Something that had me relaxed in a way few things get me relaxed. Painting. Some brushes, a bit o’ canvas, a cold drink, and music while sitting outdoors in the sun, looking over the water and getting lost whipping that brush back and forth.
It’s very, very easy to wind away an entire afternoon like that.
The problem is that I’m awful. Just downright awful. Like, reallyreallyreally awful.
And you know? I’m okay with that. I’m okay with that because I’m not doing it for any reason other than to relax. And there sure are far worse ways to relax.
So painting is what I’ll do.
Mmmmm, I don't know, I seem to remember liking that Seven Samurai painting you did…..
Yeah, me too. I'm of the opinion that we all should spend some time doing something we're terrible at, especially if we enjoy it. Everything doesn't have to be perfect all the time.