As I get older, I seek less and less pleasure from material possessions. Don’t get me wrong, they still play a role in my life. They are just not THAT important anymore. In fact, I used to love shopping, now it’s just time away from my art table… Instead, my pleasure comes from simple things like a table, paper, paint and pencils. I can play with these simple tools all day long… There is something magical and satisfying about creating art, or just creating anything. Maybe it’s the transformation? I love how lines could turn into beings. Oh! And an extra bonus would be wifi and social media where I can connect with other like minded individuals… That makes me happy….