The agony and the ecstasy

It always amazes me how many hurdles and chores I put in my way before managing to get into the studio to paint. What is it about loving painting and creating but somehow finding it almost too ecstatic a state to be in. Today I had to stop myself tidying the kitchen, watering the plants, doing the laundry and push myself upstairs to paint. And yet, once there, and I get curious about something and make a start, the hours fly by. Happy with today’s drawings and a possibly finished painting. I have yet to see.