I was going to paint a brilliant piece but the more I learned the lesson brilliant I felt. For, there is such deep analysis into every stroke that I became afraid to even lift up my brush let alone paint. I started thinking things over to the point that I felt I couldn’t think anymore. It all came to a headway when after my doctorate decree in art led me to the applause my five year old child received from her finger art. In the end the greatest lesson I learned is art is in the eye of the beholder and this eye is now going to paint even if I missed a lesson on how to do it “right”.