My Art Delights Me

My art work delights me. I am amazed that I am this creative. Other people’s stuff is merely okay now. I do not think it is conceit. I think it is excitement and appreciation for what I instinctively do. This stuff pounds out of me onto the canvas for only one reason, because it has to. And it is pure fun. I love throwing the greens and yellows and pinks onto a canvas. I usually put a color in three spots then decide whether to take it further. All extra paint goes on my door. Which is heavier all the time. Sometimes when I get toward the end of a painting I throw in sawdust or glitter. I tried gluing on jewels once, it looked dumb. I have been known to take a painting off a wall and re-do it. I am famous for it. As I learn I redo, and as I redo, I learn. Painting. How I am in love with it!