05/25/2026
i never planned on becoming an artist.
honestly, i just needed something that felt like mine again.
life was heavy.
motherhood was heavy.
survival was heavy.
one painting workshop turned into buying my first set of paints…
then painting late at night while my daughter slept.
eventually, art became more than a distraction.
it became breathing room.
now i spend my days painting tiny landscapes, hunting for vintage frames, and teaching other women textured art workshops 🕊️
and maybe that’s your reminder too —
you’re allowed to have something that belongs to you.
something soft.
something peaceful.
something that makes you feel like yourself again. 🤍
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