My first semester back in grad school Student Wellness acquired a lot of old records. They had an event where people could paint on them. My first reaction was nope. People were doing these elaborate pictures they found on social media. I couldn't do anything that perfect. Even before the stroke the idea of painting intimidated me. And with my diminished fine motor skills...forget it. But I couldn't because I'd be setting a bad example for the undergrads. Finally I tried something simple. I liked it and, much to my amazement, so did everyone else. I'm including the rock which I painted about a year later. I made a mistake and was about to give up on it. But then I painted the turtle over it.
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