In fall of 2017, all of my three children were older and the youngest attended a full day kindergarten which allowed me and my mom friends to have free time during the day. At the time, I was working as a visual instructor at the Glenview Park District, teaching community members how to paint once a week. A few Korean moms asked me to teach them watercolor painting on the days I did not work. Watercolor painting is one of the most used mediums in the South Korean National Art Curriculum and the moms said they were nostalgic for their youth. They wanted to experience something they had not done since middle school. After I agreed, I gathered my art supplies that were stored away on the bottom shelf in my garage: watercolor papers, brushes, and paint tubes. I collected empty yogurt containers and pasta glass jars for us to use for cleaning brushes. On the first day, five moms showed up and each voluntarily paid me five dollars as lesson fees. We sat around my dining room table and created the first watercolor painting together: a painting of a ladybug sitting on a leaf. I found the image from a watercolor painting book I got from a local library. I relied on those books and instructional online resources to construct lesson plans, and I led the moms to reproduce the same image. The moms and I met for two hours on Wednesday mornings and became a group, later named Chicago Moms Art. After a few weeks, the moms started to invite their friends and the class expanded to twelve participants which caused my dining room to be cramped. Fortunately at the time, one of the moms taught classes in the Korean Cultural Center of Chicago, the KCCoC, located in Wheeling, IL. She had a classroom to teach Gabe classes—educational classes using wooden blocks that were invented by Froebel Gabe, a German philosopher and educator. She offered to run my painting class in her classroom and take 30% of my earnings as a rental fee. After I accepted the idea, I announced to the moms that I will collect twenty dollars every class once the class moves to the KCCoC to cover the cost of the supplies and the rental fee. My initial purpose of teaching the moms was never to make money; it was to provide a space for the moms to overcome struggles and heal from their pain through interconnected engagements. However, I could not keep up with purchasing all the materials by myself and needed more funds to provide weekly consumed art materials. After the relocation of my class, the number of the attendees dropped to six—either high lesson fees or distance to travel caused absences of the moms. However, it did not take long for the class to attract new members. Through word of mouth, many new Korean moms from different regions gathered to attend my classes and came back weekly. I could not find the closeness I felt with my mom friends from the new members and that required me to become a proper teacher who could lead the group of Korean students through art learning. Some had better painting skills than others but I tried to provide an inclusive environment for all. My art teaching practice involved both active listening and engaged lived experience sharing that allowed students to feel unconditionally welcomed.