Ahhh the good old days

I can remember sitting around the painting table in my Aunt's attic studio.  We used to go atleast twice a week, I think, and there was about 4 or 5 of us learning to paint.  We would paint things like animals or flowers or eagles.  I painted this little girl with blonde pony tails once picking the petals off a daisy.  I think I still have it downstairs.  My Aunt was so patient.  I don't know how she did it with all the questions, because you know we had them, and all the talking, because you know we talked.  I laugh sometimes when I'm painting because I can hear her saying how to do it in my head!  I still go to visit my Aunt in Ohio and this summer I would love to sit and paint with her again.  She used to teach us one stroke.  And floating and all these technical techniques....all of which I wish I could remember.  Maybe I do and just don't know it?!  I love to paint.  It is very calming to me.  It is so easy for me to sit for hours and just paint away.  I am trying to rearrange my priorities so that I can get down there everyday.  It is my job anyway....so I should do it more than I have been doing it...don't ya think?  LOL! My only problem is that when I'm down in my studio all I can see is all the stuff I have to paint and I get side tracked!  FOCUS Melissa!  lol....Thanks Aunt Shelda!