One step away.
The third dandelion that I’ve ever painted. The dandelions, that have brought me back to painting.
That time of the year, winter in 2022, I think I was kind of frozen in time. I don’t remember those moments too clearly, but I do remember that loving feeling towards paints that was slowly coming out again.
You may think it’s funny, but I was thinking to myself at that time: do I have the courage to do that? Do I have enough talent to paint?
I was still in my cocoon.
What I want to say here, is if you ever want to judge yourself for the way you were thinking in the past: don’t.
You were a completely different person back then, and if you were to go back to that time, you’d probably make the same decisions.
Have some compassion towards yourself and the person you were.
You, out of all people, should be understanding towards yourself.
