I took some painting classes when I was about 53, and became obsessed with it. I'd come home from work and paint till it was time to go to bed. It kept getting better. My husband (was the light of my life) was my critic. He passed away two years ago. Thankfully I have my painting to keep me grounded. I still do some craft shows. We used to like doing to the steam engine shows. I would paint tractors and threshing scenes and the farmers love that.