In my studio, on tables in my backyard, or on the beach on a sunny day, give me the opportunity and I will spring into the most genuine pleasure I know: painting.
Standing in front of a clean canvas, I consider with anticipation and choose from many different color options. Once I feel compelled, I take a deep breath and begin. I feel my way with a brush or other tools swiping the canvas. When I capture a pure emotion, I revel with a burst of excitement, my voice rumbles, or I may hum or sing. While scraping the jagged surface, I get more enthusiastic from moment to moment until my canvas has been completely finished to my expectations.