Is there? The smell of paint is my favorite thing to smell when I walk in my room. Every time I pick up my paintbrush and kiss it to that blank canvas its like the whole world just stops. Its like a little stress reliever that I can loss myself in.
When I stroke slowly with that paint I become an artist creating something with many flaws but that just makes it so much more of art to me turn nothing into something beautiful. My mind is at ease when that paintbrush leads my hand to the canvas each time leaving me with no control but to bring even more paint to the unfinished piece of work. while I paint every stroke its not only covering that canvas but my mind and all my worries in this crazy world, it brings my life to a calm, and gives me so much joy when Im finished, so yes I would have to say there is so much freedom in a paintbrush. Freedom that in UN replaceable and over powering with joy!
