Art is escapism for me. I can bend my back over canvasses for 14 hours and then stand up, look around at the huge patch work of canvasses gilt in colour and smile in contentment. Bu if you ask me to sweep the floor for 5 minutes my back aches and I need nurofen to ease it up 😂. I don’t know 🤷🏽♂️.. I suppose art is supposed to free one like that.