Bene Brown speaks of Vulnerability as part and parcel of bravery. When one is brave they have become that way by putting themselves out there. I make artworks and the only way for them to be seen is for them to get out.
When I meet up with other artists that know my paintings and are of the same tribe as myself (meaning creating is the most important part of their life after the love self, God and family/friends) I am relaxed and happy. Bravery therefore makes for happiness.
Is Bravery a misunderstood?