When you could hardly wait for your turn to paint at the easel?
I can still recall the memories of painting at preschool! I lived in Southern California and we had the luxury of painting outdoors under the pavilion. That was the best part of the day!
Now I have the luxury of painting in my fabulous new studio. Just had a french door installed and await the finishing work. The view of nature outside my door touches my soul as I create.
