Miniature painting makes me happy. Or at least gives me the meditative moment of mental respite that I need. Its my self care. Its not the type of escapism that is supplied by a TV show, or a video game. I think that the thing that takes it to the next level is simply this:
At the end of the day I have something tangible that I've effected change on.
I have a physical item I can hold in my hand. Sure others likely have painted it before. But this one is mine, the color choices mine, the brush strokes mine. Its uniquely me.
