I painted it to the smell of fresh coffee from the cafetière, whilst sat on a cool flagstone facing the warm morning sunshine of southern France. The grass was covered in dew and the cool breeze floated through my loose shirt and caressed me.
Isn't everything I need to live a happy, joyous, loving life already here, in my mind, waiting for my attraction to it?
I hope this inspires you to mess around and be creative with something, if so I want to know! I have so much fun messing about wherever my instinct takes me. Remember, it doesn't need to look 'good', it doesn't need to do anything.