When I first started painting on stones, I thought I was simply making art.
But over time, I realized - the stones were teaching me.
In the beginning, I was impatient. I wanted every detail to be perfect, every color to behave the way I imagined.
But the stones… they had their own rhythm. Their own small imperfections, little bumps, hidden cracks.
And then one day, it hit me,
maybe the beauty lies there, in the places where control gives way to acceptance.
Learning to Listen
Each stone has a unique personality.
Some are calm, easy to paint on. Others resist the brush, demanding more time and care.
It took me years to understand that painting isn’t about imposing an idea,
it’s about listening.
Now, before I start, I spend a few quiet minutes just holding the stone.
Feeling its texture. Watching how the light moves across it.
Sometimes, that silence tells me more than any design plan could
Mistakes Turned into Meaning
One of my favorite pieces began as a mistake.
The paint bled into a crack, leaving a faint trail I hadn’t intended.
At first, I felt frustrated, but as I kept painting, that line became a river in my landscape scene.
Since then, I’ve stopped trying to hide the flaws.
Instead, I let them lead me.
Every “error” is a doorway into something more honest.
And maybe that’s what art and life - is about: turning imperfection into meaning.
From Art to Understanding
Over time, painting stones has changed how I see the world.
It’s no longer just about creating, it’s about connecting.
The patience I learned here spills into everything else:
the way I speak, the way I breathe, the way I live.
Art has a funny way of reflecting back who we are,
and every Leebeno stone I paint feels like a mirror, reminding me to slow down, stay kind, and stay present.
A Small Lesson to Share
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from all these years of painting, it’s this:
beauty grows quietly.
It doesn’t rush.
It waits - patiently - to be seen, to be felt, to be held.
And sometimes, that’s all we need to do too.
Leebeno – where art listens, not speaks.
