As I mentioned in my previous post, I have the MTELs looming. I’m taking the English MTEL this Friday and the Basic MTEL next Wednesday. I’m not too stressed, but standardized testing has never been my forte. So I’m taking another break to gather my thoughts (and try to make a mnemonic device for remembering Keats from Byron).
But one thing that’s getting me through this study time is painting. I paint as a hobby/stress reliever and my parents were kind enough to bring down my paints and canvases when they visited a few weeks ago.
My aunt (my mother’s sister) grew up painting and she now, instead of having a normal living room, has a massive studio with a rainbow of acrylics at your beckon call. After her nasty divorce, I spent my school vacations painting with her, trying to bring her some light in such a dark time.
During these painting sessions, we became extremely close. We both essentially grew into our new selves in front of each other. I watched her put her life back together and find her happiness and she watched me mature into the young adult I am today. As a result, we are undeniably close,and painting provided that for us.
Now that I’m back in the states, I have complete access to my paints and am looking forward to picking up the brush again after Wednesday’s exam!