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I used to love drawing and painting when I was younger. But in my late teens, I hit a plateau. I wasn’t improving, and I couldn’t find any sensible reason why I should keep painting. For praise? Because the world needs yet another amateur study of two plums? So I stopped. Completely.

Ever since, I’ve had this nagging feeling: where would I be now if I had kept going? A kind of guilt that I hadn’t made use of whatever talent I had, so to speak. And the feeling that it was too late.

Then something happened last week. I decided to try anyway. Just to see how it felt, not because it had to lead to anything.

It was scary at first. But I decided not to listen to that critical voice, or to the idea that everything has to result in something. I don’t think I had ever really allowed myself to simply enjoy the calm and curiosity of mixing colors, seeing how the brush moves, and watching how the paint behaves.

Seeing other people’s work and reading your thoughts about the process definitely helped give me the geist to let go and just enjoy it.

Thank you, everyone.

What feeling/vibe do these images give off (especially if you're not Scandinavian)?

Trying to capture that feeling of “hygge.”

Trying to get back into watercolor after 25+ years. This subreddit is one of the reasons why.

I made a Hearstone Valentine pop-up card for my husband. Tought maybe you would like it.