In the past, when someone asked me what I did for a living, I would tell them that I was an artist. It was a job that I loved and enjoyed, but one that was not particularly lucrative. The truth was, I was lucky to have a job at all, and lucky if it was just a job. There were days when I did not know where my next meal was coming from. I was in my early twenties and had no savings, and no prospect of any kind of steady income. I was living in a studio apartment, with two roommates, and barely making enough money to cover the rent. I had no car, and was taking the bus everywhere. My friends thought I was crazy. They were supportive, but I knew they had little understanding of what I was going through.
I did not realize it then, but this was a time in my life when I needed to be creative. I needed to create something. I needed to create art. This is why I started to paint. I needed to find a way to express myself. I wanted to create a piece of art that would give me joy, and make me feel good about myself. In the beginning, I painted only abstract paintings, and I did not even think about selling them. I just painted. I did not have any expectations or goals. I just painted. I was painting for me. I was painting because I wanted to paint. I was painting because I needed to paint.
My paintings were abstract because I wanted them to be. I wanted them to be something new. I wanted to break away from the tradition of figurative painting. I wanted to do something different. I wanted to do something that would make people stop and look. I wanted to do something unique. I wanted to do something fresh. I wanted to do something creative. I wanted to do something fun. I wanted to do something beautiful. I wanted to do something new. I wanted to do something exciting. I wanted to do something challenging. I wanted to do something inspiring. I wanted to do something inspirational.
When I started painting, I did not know what I was doing. I had no idea how to begin. I did not know how to make a painting. I did not know how long it took to paint a picture. I did not know how many colors I should use. I did not know what color I should paint with. I did not know what shape I should paint in. I did not know what size canvas I should paint on. I did not know how much detail I should put into a painting. I did not even know what I was trying to say. I just started painting.
I was learning as I went along. I learned how to start a painting by putting down some color first. I learned how to lay out a painting by starting with a big blank canvas. I learned how to paint a background by putting down a color first. I learned how colors work together. I learned how to use different colors to make a painting pop. I learned how to use a variety of colors to make a painting look interesting. I learned how to use black to make a painting dark. I learned how to use white to make a painting light. I learned how to use lines to draw shapes. I learned how to use shadows to add depth. I learned how to use perspective to add dimension. I learned how to use color to make a painting pop.
As I started to paint, I found that there were certain subjects that came easily to me. I could paint animals, and people, and flowers, and landscapes, and still lifes, and portraits, and abstracts. I could paint anything. I could paint anything that came into my mind. I could paint whatever I wanted. I could paint whatever I felt like painting. I could paint whatever I wished to express. I could paint whatever I desired. I could paint anything I wanted. I could paint anything I liked. I could paint anything I wished to express. I was not limited to the traditional subjects. I was free to express myself. I was free to express my creativity. I was free to express what I wanted to express. I was free to express whatever I wanted to express.
As I started painting, I found that there were other things that came easy to me. I could paint patterns. I could paint textures. I could paint designs. I could paint anything I could imagine. I could paint anything I thought of. I could paint anything I desired. I could paint everything I wanted. I could paint what I felt. I could paint what I thought. I could paint what I imagined. I could paint anything I chose. I could paint anything I felt like painting. I was free to express anything I wanted. I was free to express any subject I wanted. I was free, and I was happy. I was creating. I was expressing. I was expressing my creativity. I was expressing my ideas. I was expressing my thoughts. I was expressing my feelings. I was expressing myself. I was expressing my self-expression. I was expressing my imagination. I was expressing my creativity.