It all started at Michael’s (first paintings)

It all started at Michael’s. On a sunny spring day, my bestfriend Joleen and I met up to hang out with each other. We had lunch, shared many laughs and exchanged advice on things we swear we’re experts about lol. Anyways, we strolled down 30 blocks in Manhattan until we reached our destination at Michael’s. Boy were we in heaven. Being the creative souls that we are, Michael’s was made with us in mind. About $45 later, I exited the store with a couple of items of which included my first 3 bottles of acrylic paint in brown, beige and black. And this is the story of how I finally started painting after years of putting it aside for lack of time.

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