I believe that what we paint is a reflection of our own nature, so I’ve given up trying to fight it, and am learning to be satisfied knowing that what I create is my own personal art. When I’m painting, there is no me, no ego, no concerns for food to be prepared, clothes to be cleaned, phone calls to be made. The colour and the form become all-important, the only things of any consequence. My concentration is at its most complete, and it is both freeing and exhausting. I find that I look at objects in a different way, see things more uniquely, and everything I see is worthy of my time