I like to think myself an upcoming artist. I'm not great at painting, or drawing, or making things. But I love to try anyways. I love how a paintbrush feels in my hand...
And I love the colored pencils almost as much as painting. I love the sound of them clinking together, and how they smell.
(Is that weird?)
Something that totally awes me is this:
And so this is my theory: The Master...is my Father. Why can't He teach me? There's not a better teacher, anywhere. I can learn. It just takes patience. In all things.
Have an awesome week!
:) you truelie are an arteest!!
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