My passion to paint is like a living creature inside me. All the ideas in my head churn and beg to get out. I'm driven to get them onto paper and out of my head as soon as possible. The characters move and speak in my mind. Snippets of stories flit through my mind while the paint dries. The quicker I can push their essence into the paper with my brush and banish them from my head, the better. Once I've conjured one creature, another is waiting impatiently for its turn.