Gemotions

The vibrant colors, the slick texture of the paint, the smell of the art studio was all she'd ever known. Her mother was a painter and would spend hours in her studio. Now her daughter, Mia, was following the same path.

When Mia asked her mother for painting tips and lessons, she shrugged it off, and said, "it takes dedication". When she was around Mia while she was painting, she would make her feel self-conscious. She would offer unhelpful advice.

When she'd go into her studio, there was a tightness in her chest, like a cold stone. She went through old works of art, finding all sorts of flaws. She looked at her daughter's artwork, and she couldn't stand it. It was too much.