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I recently got a huge haul of craft and painting supplies from a man who was bringing his elderly mom to a nursery home. It was getting too much and she has severe Alzheimers, and everyone who has ever had a run in with the illness knows how bad it can get. While working through all the stuff I got from this lovely woman I felt I was looking into a mirror: She had tried to many things, so many different hobbies that she was fairly good at (had some half finished project and paintings among them). It made me feel sad that this woman is slowly but surely forgetting who she is, what she was capable of.
I like to be on the safer side of things. I don't wanna waste paint or paper or any material and am frequently scared to even start doing a project coz of that. Thinking of her, I try to kick myself more in the bum and just do it. Worst case I'll learn something new if the finished piece doesn't look like I wanted it to be.
Don't look back, just take each day and do whatever you feel like.
This acrylic painting was done on one of the acrylic boards I got from her, I used some of her brushes and some of her paint. I loved the experience.
But I need to practice more. A lot more.