The Magic of Saying Yes

Twelve years ago, I never imagined I’d be where I am today—exhibiting at art shows, working with galleries, teaching painting workshops both locally and abroad, and most of all, connecting with so many wonderful people along the way. If you had told me back then what was waiting for me down this path, I’m not sure I would’ve believed you.

But it all started with something simple: being open.

Open to possibility.
Open to discomfort.
Open to saying “yes,” even when it felt a little scary.

I think there’s a quiet kind of power in just listening—really listening—to that small voice inside that says, “What if…?” When you follow that whisper, it can lead you somewhere extraordinary.

Of course, it didn’t happen all at once. This journey has been a series of steps: picking up a brush again, applying to my first show (terrifying!), hearing no more times than I can count, and still pushing forward. And then one day, someone says yes. Then two yeses. Then you find yourself booking a plane ticket to teach in France and thinking, “How on earth did I get here?”

The answer is: by staying curious, and by saying yes to the unknown.

Stretching yourself creatively—or in any area of life—is rarely comfortable. But time and again, it’s in that stretch where the magic happens. Growth doesn’t come from staying where it’s safe. It comes from taking the leap, from showing up even when you’re unsure, and from trusting that something beautiful will unfold on the other side.

I share this as a reminder that you are never too old, too late, or too anything to begin something new. Life will keep offering up opportunities, if you keep noticing. Keep listening. Keep showing up.

And the best part? You don’t have to do it alone. Along the way, I’ve been blessed with a growing community of fellow artists, collectors, students, and friends—you. You’ve become one of the most meaningful parts of this journey, and I’m so grateful.

So here’s to saying yes.
Here’s to trying the thing that scares you just a little.
And here’s to the magic waiting on the other side.

With gratitude and paint-stained hands,
Kim