There is something so pleasing about stacks of completed paintings. Nothing makes me happier than seeing the results of months of work...and months of joy. At times I feel discouraged when it seems I do so much but at the same time it feels like not much at all. And then, when I get to view all the work together, I get to see how far I've come. Several years ago I attended writing workshops thinking that I might focus on writing more than painting, and though I have written published articles and poetry, there was no giving up painting. I prefer to see the results of my labours. And the explosion of colour always gives me so much joy.