You’ve been mooned by Personal Euphoria
The Personal Euphoria staff went to Muse Paint bar in West Hartford for our quarterly get together. If you’ve never been, check it out. It was so much fun. It’s wine and painting—both superbly therapeutic. Although I think I’m the only one who would take the painting over the wine. We get good attendance at all our staff events (I think we like each other), but this was our best ever attended event (I think the staff likes wine).
Love all the colors!
We booked a private class and picked a painting. Because we had a private, when we got stuck the instructor came around to help us individually. At one point, she came to Barb, sitting next to me, and said, “Do you want me to talk you through how to fix that or do it for you.” Barb wanted the lesson. “Talk me through it,” she said. When the instructor came to me with the same question, I was going to be ready with the same answer. Except I didn’t get the option. The instructor looked at my painting and said, “Can I just see your brush for a second.” Apparently, mine needed so much help there was no talking me through it. Pilates can do a lot of things, but it hasn’t made me a prefect painter.
Personal Euphoria Paints
Matt, my boyfriend, joined us to take photos (and because of the wine). When we got home, we put our paintings up on the mantel. All our friends and family who have seen them like his better. Everybody likes his better. But everyone assumes I painted his. I told him I’m not sure who should be more offended. Me because he is the better artist or him because everyone just presumes I would be better.
But gather some friends and check out MUSE. We’re heading into winter, and it will definitely be a bright spot on a cold winter night. Everyone was happy that night and felt proud of what they created.
