I love Starting a new painting. I sometimes know what I will do and I sometimes let the moment dictate what I will paint. I remember a time when I would try to think about great stories to tell people even before starting. That was a dark time where I lost sight of why I was painting. I was lucky to realize it soon enough and go back to the real reason I paint: I love to do it. It is as simple as that and a good enough reason in my eyes.