Explore intuitive watercolor designs, inspired by the magic of the mind and the beauty of possibility. The Magic Found Me Again
As a child, I could lose myself for hours in a world of flowers and color. Drawing was my portal to joy—petals, leaves, swirls of imagination poured onto the page with reckless delight. Until one day, a friend casually said, “You have no sense of color.”
And just like that, the spell was broken. I abandoned that joyful part of myself—the artist, the dreamer, the one who saw beauty blooming everywhere. Years passed. I built a life, a business, a path rooted in purpose—but that part of me? The creative spark? It stayed buried. Until one day, something whispered, Try again. It started with meditative coloring books and watercolour pencil crayons. The little voice of doubt still echoed, but I kept colouring anyway. I remembered hearing that colouring could be meditative—healing even. So I surrendered to the rhythm of it, one shade at a time. Then something magical happened. My husband saw the spark reawakening and nudged me gently: “Why don’t you try painting?”
We went to the craft store, and right there at the entrance—like a sign from the universe—was a display of watercolour paints, brushes, and paper, all on sale. It was as if the creative fairies had been waiting for me. I took them home with excitement… and then panic set in. Who did I think I was? I’m not an artist. This is silly. The supplies sat untouched… until one evening, watching a favourite home and garden show, I saw a segment featuring watercolor artist Helen Dealtry. I gasped. "That’s the kind of art I want to create.” Just like before I knew better… the magic found me. This time, I said yes. I began to play. To explore. The colours danced. The flowers bloomed. Some paintings I loved instantly. Others revealed their beauty only after I stepped away and returned with softer eyes. The critical voice? Still there sometimes. It's quieter now. Every time I pick up my brush, I choose joy over judgment. Here's what I have discovered:
🌈 Magic returns when you return to yourself.
🌸 Creativity isn’t about being perfect—it’s about being present.
🦄 Cybernetic Unicorns was born from this remembering. A reclamation of colour, wonder, and the parts of ourselves we were told to hide. This is your invitation too:
To pick up the brush. To say yes to play. To let your magic bloom again.
