08/25/2026
My friend mentioned casually that she was going to "free hand" paint squiggles on her dining room wall. I guess that's all that's required to get me to say yes to painting a mural.
I've never painted a mural. I don't know what I'm doing. This process is deeply time consuming. It is absolutely a young person's job (my body hurts!). I will (probably) never do this again. Until the next person says "squiggles," and I jump to action.
But the other side of this is that I've actually found the process to be really good for me. It's mediative. It's quiet for hours, and you just keep painting. It can't be rushed, which is calming. And, in some tiny ways, it's teaching me to let go of some elements of perfection.
My goal for this year was to do more art for myself. Here I am, in true fashion, going as big and over-the-top as possible with that assignment. But, nothing shakes up old habits better than big, over-the-top moves.
