I Had No Other Choice…..

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There are a lot of things I could have done with my life. For instance, I’ve always loved dancing. I still absolutely love to dance. I could have been a dancer, and I’m sure I would have loved it. I could have been a dog trainer. I went to a school in Boston to train animals, and I adore dogs. I could have been a psychic (not psycho or psychiatrist). I should say tarot card reader to be more accurate. I’ve been reading tarot cards since I was fourteen. I have every single one of them memorized and people LOVE my readings.

But when I don’t paint my hands hurt and my heart aches. There’s a magic in it. Art and I have an intense, twin soul love affair. I have trouble taking a break from painting, I don’t want to take a break. I’d rather be painting than doing just about anything else (winning the lottery, going on crazy, heart thumping adventures in breath taking landscapes and having sex are the only things more interesting).

So, you see, I had no choice. Art is the only option. Unless I get a job winning the lottery, having sex every other day while trekking through the scenery in “The Lord of the Rings”, I’ll blissfully keep my art career.

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