Like many others, who rediscover art later in life, it takes over and becomes all consuming. I think because we've had the experience of life and everything it has to offer, from the good to the bad (and the ugly!)
So when we reconnect with what we truly love it really is the most beautiful feeling.
This is a picture of my old house, when I realised a studio was definitely needed as my children no longer had a dining table to eat at ;-)
So many of us start painting at the kitchen table or in the corner of a spare bedroom and that is such a fond memory.
Now I'm blessed to have a beautiful, spacious garden studio where all my materials are set up, ready to go each day.
It really is a little slice of heaven.