Monday, emptying my head, need to make space. Thoughts like, why do I do what I do? Trying to find answers, and after a while trying to find reasons. The sound of the waves wipe out my questions… Does it matter,, does it? Feeling the breeze, the sun.. I paint, because I paint. No artworld, no working towards goals, shows, sells.. No I just paint, and that’s okay, more than okay, it is perfect!