Many years ago in college, I thought I wanted to be in fashion so I majored in French. Then I decided to be an archeologist, then an anthropologist. I just couldn't decide. Then, when I had to declare a major a year before I was supposed to graduate I realized that the only classes that I was receiving A's was in Art ....history, painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.. So, I spent an extra year and changed my major to Art Studio. Of course, when I graduated I had no idea how to support myself as an artist so I continued waiting tables.
Working in a restaurant gave me time to paint, but I just wasn't inspired. I looked into teaching and graphic design.... did a few internships. My passion wasn't roused. I decided to take a night class in interior design and had so much fun that I stayed on and three years later, I was a certified interior designer! I missed painting but I found a way to make money and have fun.
For about 15 years after I graduated, I never picked up a paint brush....until I met my hubby to be. We met during El Nino when the coastal waters were like a bathtub and spent every free moment at the beach ! I was suddenly inspired to paint....the ocean. I think this painting was the first time I touched a brush since my table-waiting days. Then I painted another ocean-scape after we were married.... a gift to my husband for our first anniversary from a photo I took on our honeymoon in Mexico.
Haven't painted a finished picture since!
...... I will paint again someday, I'm sure.