I Cannot Imagine My Life Without Painting

I have an art studio in the back of my garage. It lures me in on a daily basis – hours before and after work. My hobby fills me with joy and satisfaction. I feel completed, validated, and beloved when I am painting. Five hours seems like twenty minutes. My husband wholeheartedly approves of my hobby. He knows that painting is as necessary for me as seeing. I draw out between eight and thirteen canvases a week. I have stacks of them in the studio, waiting for me. While paint is drying on one, I am on to the next. Painting is my passion, my avocation, my love. It brings me fulfillment, reverence and silence. When I am in the zone of painting, I am in another dimension. My canvases are my fantasy, my children, my soul extensions. I cannot imagine life without painting.