Nikki Yeager

And he said "Why don't you..." 

I couldn't come up with any legitimate reason why. Aside from money. It's always an issue of money. 

The 20 dollar lights, the 10 dollar tubes of paint, the 100 dollars towards brushes. Another 50 for canvas and then I'mb ack at square one for the next piece. 

And he said "Nikki, a lot of girls think they're good at art." 

A lot of girls besides me. Because I'm one of the few who never claimed to have any unusual talent... never tried to pass myself off as the next Rothko or the next Magritte or the next Dali (even though I admire Dali with everything in my little heart). I never tried to be special. I just wanted to get it out. All the creativity that keeps me up at night. I just needed it out. 

He replied "But you actually are." 

And he has my painting in his apartment to prove it. In fact, quite a few people I know have a painting from me in their apartment as a testament to their belief in me. 

And I have about a hundred paintings in our apartment. Because no matter how much I claim I don't care about producing each little piece of art, I can't stop myself from creating. I can't put the paintbrush down, I can't toss out my sketch book. And if nothing else I keep going for my own enjoyment above all else. 

Because really, there's no other time I've ever felt more in tune with my body and more in tune with the world.

Maybe he has a point. I may not be special but maybe I should attemp to be something... 

At least give it a try. What's the harm in putting a few of my new pieces on my site or spending that extra 20 bucks? 

Maybe it's time to go back to art.