This question felt like the clash of the ancient “starving artist” paradigm and the (I hope) emerging “Living Artist” paradigm.
The one in which we don’t have to starve and die before we’re compensated or recognized for the work that we do.

Why do we insist on creating hierarchies instead of appreciating all things as they are?

I hadn’t decided to touch the paper towel, my hand simply did it.

Since that day, my hand often spontaneously releases excess water & paint — apparently, the brush is too full!

This kind of experience is one reason to develop a painting practice.

For years, I was afraid to paint with watercolors!

I’d heard they were unforgiving, that you can’t make mistakes,
and that you have to know what you want to achieve before you begin.

Angels are looking
For new skies to fly in
A virgin space for wingspread
It is your head.
God waits to be born.