“I’m not creative” the person says as they look at my work. It would be brilliant to get $1 for every time someone says that to me. What they don’t know is that every day, walking into the studio I face that fear. Do I have anything to say? Will what I make be any good? Reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Big Magic” was a fantastic confirmation that I’m not the only one. Fear doesn’t go away. It might be smaller some days but its always ready to pounce. Paint despite of the fear – that’s my daily challenge.