and I have discovered I can not paint on demand. The paints are what directs me, no talent on my part, just the feeling of the doing is the blessing.My daughter said, "Mom, I need a painting for my kitchen. Here is the paint. I want psychedelic mushrooms.." I was alive in the sixties so I know psychedelic. I just can't paint it.
Funny how retirement is no different. I am still doing for others but that's okay. I'm glad that I can.