27 Days of Painting: Honoring My Mom Through Daily Creation

27 Days of Painting: Honoring My Mom Through Daily Creation

Like many of my best ideas, this one came to me while I was on the treadmill, where I often let my mind wander.


The beginning of April marks the start of a month that leads to what would’ve been my mom’s birthday. She’s no longer here to celebrate it with us, and every April brings that reality back.

But this year, while on that treadmill, I had a moment of clarity: what if I honored her by doing something that keeps me grounded and constantly creating? And what if I did it every single day until her birthday on April 27th?

So, I set a challenge for myself: one painting a day for 27 days.

This practice isn’t about creating masterpieces. It’s about showing up for myself, for her memory, and for the creative spirit she nurtured. It’s a daily act of love and presence. A reminder that I can create anytime, anywhere, even in the small, in-between spaces of a busy life.

And I mean anywhere. Since starting this project, I’ve painted in multiple hotel rooms, in several cities so far. I keep just 3 to 4 tubes of paint in my makeup bag, a few palette knives, and now, my newest obsession: nail polish.

Yes, nail polish.

I’ve recently started incorporating it into my paintings, and I’m obsessed with how it interacts with acrylics. It creates unexpected textures—almost like the paint is having a conversation with the polish. Bubbling, separating, layering in ways I couldn’t plan if I tried. It’s a little bit of chaos, and a beautiful surprise.

Some days, I only have 20 minutes between a work call and my workout. Other days, I paint late at night or early in the morning. The point is, I make the time. This project challenges me to squeeze creativity into the cracks of a full life, and it’s showing me just how much is possible when I commit to showing up.

These 27 days aren’t just about paint on canvas. They’re about honoring my mom’s memory, staying connected, and letting creativity flow. It's messy, imperfect, and deeply meaningful.

If you want to follow along, I’m sharing the journey on my Instagram. Each little piece, one day at a time.

Thanks for being here.

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