Finding the Audacity to Assume Your Own Brilliance

<p>My daughters and I went to the Carnegie Museum of Art and the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh recently. There are a couple things I haven&rsquo;t been able to get off my mind since.</p> <p>(Before I get into that, though. I also learned that Carnegie is pronounced&nbsp;<em>car-NAY-ghee,&nbsp;</em>not&nbsp;<em>CAR-nuh-ghee.&nbsp;</em>It rhymes with &lsquo;Hey, gee&rsquo;, not &lsquo;Peggy.&rsquo; And it hurts my brain to say it right. This must be what people feel like when they&rsquo;re told it&rsquo;s&nbsp;<em>Nev-A-da,&nbsp;</em>not&nbsp;<em>Nev-ah-dah.</em>&nbsp;But, I digress.)</p> <h1>There were two pieces of art at the Carnegie Museum of Art that struck me.</h1> <p>One is a large (maybe five feet square) canvas that&rsquo;s painted white with a thin border of black around the edges that&rsquo;s trimmed with an equally thin border of violet purple.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/the-write-brain/finding-the-audacity-to-assume-your-own-brilliance-71f778a95dac"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>