This activity was one that I very much enjoyed. As a child, I wasn’t one to make messes or be very loud. To do finger painting at this point in my life is something that I would have never imagined. In the past month, I have dealt with many personal issues, with the most recent one being the death of my dog. I used this activity to escape from reality for just a small moment. While I painted, I did my best to detach myself from the world around me to the best of my ability. I found it calming to be able to run my fingers through the paint, just like I used to do with my dog’s fur. I had no worries going into this activity and took most enjoyment in being able to enjoy the texture of the paint on the canvas. Using only my fingers, I found that painting was a freeing experience, without any subject moderating or controlling my motions. I felt that the activity freed me from my life for a small moment, and I was thankful for this feeling the most.

Just this weekend, on Saturday, February 23rd, I traveled to the Seal Beach with a very close friend of mine to make plaster molds of our feet. What I thought was a simple ordeal turned into a very fun, yet difficult activity. The cold hit me particularly hard and I found myself lost at times without the help of my partner at the time. I have never done anything like this before and my unfamiliarity with the topic at hand did not help. However, it all added to the fun of the activity and I was very satisfied with the end result.