I just want to paint.

I have friends and family who know how to create such beauty with a brush stroke. But I think I’m scared.

And a little too critical. I refuse to let myself be free, seeing the boldness of color on a white canvas.

And I refuse to let myself just mix the paints, and change the plan as I go.

I didn’t worry about these things when I was younger.

Now I shake, wanting to keep my hand steady, and avoid any mistakes. Not used to the fluidity of the bristles on a brush.

My first painting in almost 20 years completed in one of those group painting classes
My first painting in almost 20 years completed in one of those group painting classes

I find safety in art with a pencil, where I can guide myself with a faint stroke, and easily erase what I don’t like. And everything is in shades of gray so nothing stands out too much.

Some of my drawings
Some of my drawings

Sometimes I long for that rigid pencil point.

In fact, I think I’ve come to rely on it, on being able to control it.

Hopefully, one day I’ll be able to loosen up a bit, and go with the flow of each brush stroke without fear.


Five Minute Friday

I’m joining Lisa-Jo Baker today for Five Minute Friday.
Here’s how it works: Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. And you can join too. Just click the button to learn how.

Sharing the Love

Get the Latest Posts In Your Inbox

Subscribe by email and I'll send you 5 Challenges To Finding Inspiration + 5 Scriptures To Encourage You On Your Journey


  1. Great post. I like that even though you have a discomfort with the brush you still did it. That is the fight. Doing what makes us uncomfortable. There is a true beauty in that reaching beyond our comfort zone. You definitely have an artist’s touch. Thank you for sharing your five minutes today. 🙂

Leave a Reply