My Artistic Soul Must Create Something

I have sold paintings, but not any more Because I did not get pleasure out of selling. I get pleasure out of the creative process. I love choosing the paint colors, and The actual painting of a canvas relaxes me Completely, putting me on my soul level. Painting is a hobby I fell into accidentally, Urged into it by a persistent granddaughter Who did not want to paint by herself. I have never experienced such a transformation Of energy. All I wanted to do every waking hour for Four years, was to paint. My paintings surround me. They are all over the house; there are fifty-five of Them in our living room, and we adore them. The painting process has slowed to a slow crawl Since I re-discovered my writing side in February. It is now June; and I have written over one hundred Poems. Possibly more. I can easily shove off from One hobby to another as long as I am creating something. If it is heartfelt, honest, from the soul, a little piece Of me, all the better. I am satisfied, for now. Jewelry Making will probably be my next obsession.