When I paint my headphones send me into a zone of unreality where the only thing is that music, that scene, and what I'm painting. There is something sublime about landscape painting. I get goose bumps from mixing colors into different greens. The smell and the texture of oil paint fulfills the experience. I feel a rush of emotion from a passing breeze. Sometimes I stop the music to listen to the trees blow above me. The best part is when I get to the final layer of paint. The rhythm of my brush strokes matches the music in my ears. There is something climatic about finding each finishing touch.