Reclaiming Joy

A quiet sort of revolution

As a kid in Primary 1, I remember one of my school supplies was a cheap palette of watercolor paints and a single plastic paintbrush.

Up till that point, I had no real concept of art. Sure, we did coloring and drew pictures of our families as scraggly stick figures with oversized eyes and creepy grins but that was the extent of it that I recall.

So I wa…