Sometimes its easy to forget where this all started. I was filled with this terrible desire to paint, but just couldn't do it, was terribly slow. I fell on my face and prayed to Jesus to enable me to do what I felt so meant to do. I felt the words "Get Up" inside of me. I grabbed a blank canvas and started painting from my heart a tree bathed in golden sunlight I remembered from my trip to Florence. Happy tears streaming I painted it freely and joyfully that evening, and ever since they just flow out of me. Forever grateful. My dream come true.