If I told you why paint, I'd tell you it was because I had to.
Maybe it is in reaction to all the destruction and negativity going around. The fight to create something beautiful in spite of the atrophy. I don't know.... I just like to paint. I like to feel the flow go through me where the words are no longer mine. It simply finds its medium and I am its choice. The flow of things goes directly through us, and we have no choice but to obey.
So just try to find you flow today or let it find you.
Till next time