This was my very first mural, painted with love for our first grandchild’s nursery. When our daughter asked for a simple springtime tree, I had no idea where to start. I wasn’t very confident that I could pull it off . I just showed up with a brush and a heart full of love.

Every stroke was a lesson. I learned as I went, messy, unsure, and beautifully imperfect. But like all of my art, I poured my whole heart and soul into that tree. And somehow, those leaves became more than just paint ,they became a part of our story.

I’ve realized something important:

You don’t have to be perfect to start.

You just have to be willing.

Now, every time I finish a piece, I still think, “I wish I could’ve done it better.” But that’s how I know I gave it everything I had.

So if you’re holding back from painting , don’t.

Paint your tree. Make your mark.

The world needs your kind of beautiful.

Come and paint with me 🧑‍🎨🎨🖌️🫟💕