This past Saturday night I was invited to a “paint & sip party” at a friends house. If you haven’t been to one of these very popular events typically held at a commercial venue somewhere around town the teaching method is very “hands on”. You’re led through a verbal step-by-step instructional while sitting around socializing with friends on how to build a painting, emulating the “sample piece” and there’s usually not much room for “straying from the path”. With every step I wanted to “run outside the box” and run …and run and run but found myself resisting. It was really strange. I think I felt intimidated. It’s only now as I look back I wonder … What the heck?? Why was I so self aware? Was there a part of me that was afraid of being “outed” … that I was IN FACT a professional artist? Huh? Am I on my way to therapy on this one?