I went downtown to the studio of Happy Tree Painting Co Inc. Melissa Butler, the hostess and instructor, greeted me warmly. She was sure we had already met. It turned out that we were just kindred spirits. I know I’ve said that before, but no one feels like a stranger these days because I am determined to live each day to the fullest, and make the most of each experience that comes my way. Carpe diem!
I entered the room filled with excitement and anticipation. Could I look at a painting and make one just as good? I was about to find out. Melissa’s instructions were simple. The only rule included, “Don’t put your brush in your wine glass.” Ha!
The background was easy enough. It was the tree with a swing in the foreground that made me nervous. But I had I surprised myself at my ability to look at that painting from across the room and reproduce something similar so far. It made the creative side of me dance a little. I’ve got this, I thought with pride.
It was time to paint the tree. Melissa gave us implicit instructions to make it our own. I loaded my brush with paint. It was time to let the perfectionist side of me sit this one out. It was time to let the creative juices flow. I took a deep breath and began.
Thirty minutes later, I was surprised at how well my creation had turned out. Even the woman sitting next to me told me it was a work of true art. I liked her immediately. The group drank, painted, and chatted with their partners and the people around them. There was nothing but support and budding friendships as we all painted our own version of the same tree.
I took a break to walk around the room. It’s truly astounding that no person saw the tree the same way. Everyone’s picture was completely different. Each had its own flair of creativeness from its artist.
My swing did not turn out as well as I had hoped. I was too shaky from my medication. But I shocked myself again when the two red hearts on my swing came out perfectly on the first try. I felt like a kid again. I was a little bummed that the time was up already. My creative side was pouting. She had to go home now.
I got to keep my painting. It proudly hangs in my bedroom where I can view it every day. Thanks Happy Tree Painting Co Inc for letting me come play. I’ll be back for sure.
A girl just trying to find her way, stepping outside of her comfort zone, trying new things, and making new friends along the way!