watercolor flower cookies

Don't you just hate it when you pour your heart and soul out into a deeply personal blog post that took days to write and perfect, only to have it inexplicably disappear into the swirling black hole of the internet? Technology, you suck. 

Although perhaps this a sign that nobody is interested in my deep-rooted insecurities about whether or not I'm good enough to call myself an artist, and that I should just shut up and post pretty pictures. 

And I do have a pet peeve about food bloggers who take f-o-r-e-v-e-r to get to the point or to the recipe, so this is probably for the best.

To summarize the now-lost post: I used to paint and draw. I don't anymore. I don't know why. I'm insecure about it. My husband keeps telling me that I should start painting again, and he's usually right about these things (do NOT tell him I said that). So I painted on some cookies. Compromise, right?  

BUT WAIT. You would think that for someone with such intense (silly, juvenile) insecurities would stick to the kind of painting they know best, right? Nope. Too easy. I tried watercoloring. On a cookie. I have never watercolored a thing in my life. 

It turned out ok. Will I do it again? Not sure. Am I happy that I put myself out there for all the world to see? Am I proud of myself for finally overcoming the demoralizing voices in my head and painting? Eh. I don't know. I ate one of the cookies, and that felt pretty good, so we'll call it a draw. 

See what I did there? Call it a draw? :D ​​