I'm Trying

In strokes of light, your art begins to bloom,

Each line, a tale, each color sings its tune.

With every brushstroke, mastery you find,

A journey marked by passion, heart, and mind.

Through trials faced and errors made in kind,

Your skills refine, like gems within a mine.

Each canvas tells a story, bold and true,

Of growth and beauty born from what you do.

No artist's path is ever straight and clear,

Yet through the struggle, brilliance will appear.

So let your creativity take flight,

And paint the world with colors pure and bright.

With every stroke, with every shade and hue,

You grow in art, becoming ever new.