So as it goes, there are times when inspiration hits. I had a slippery slope for a while there. Inspiration from stress, then inspired to make money because you remember you are broke. Then the inspiration to just paint because that is who you are. Yes, I am there, even with the noise in my brain from everyday life. Looking at how things unfold there is no question how your art affects others. It just does. Some days you see it, other times you don't. I just realize now, no one will tell me what my purpose is here is life. My brush will guide me with that.