Recently I was shopping at my local art store. Now when I go shopping for art supplies I buy LOTS of stuff because I have the excuse that I am buying all these great things for my students and classes. It’s actually one of the best parts about being an intuitve painting teacher. So this one day I was pushing my shopping cart around and it was practically filled to the brim with all kinds of goodies. And most of it was tempera paint, which is the kids paint that I use in my workshops. I was standing in line waiting to check out when for some reason I turned around and saw this adorable little girl, maybe 6 years old, clutching, and I mean white knuckle clutching these two bottles of tempera paint. She was also looking up at me with the most wide eyed, plaintive, almost pleading look. I was actually a little taken aback by the intensity of her gaze and not sure what it meant. She didn’t say anything, she just stared at me. Her mother then appeared behind her. She was an attractive, well dressed woman in her mid thirties, and she said to me […]