Painting & The Tower

I'm enjoying painting so much lately. Filling journals with bright colours and weird shapes. Sometimes I wish I could do nothing else, that I could just sit and paint all day for the rest of my life. Nothing feels the same.

I want to paint all the time in a secluded location and with a large selection of foods to fuel me. I want to lock myself up in a tall tower in the middle of the woods and paint stuff. Is that a realistic ambition? Please say yes.

I love paint.

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