 I can't imagine how many years have passed. I don't know where they've gone to, but some pictures here are very, very old. That means I'm very, very old too. They've always been about family. They've been about me as a woman who then got married, had children, had to balance husband, love, children. Everything's family. It's my life. My art's about exorcism, getting rid of feelings that I've got inside my head and my heart and putting them into paint. And I'm lucky there as an artist. I can just pour it all out onto a page. And once it's done, it's sort of like you feel a lot better. Painting's a strange thing when it comes to why do you paint and what starts you off. I've kind of said how much truth is in my painting and I could honestly and quite unreservedly say a hundred percent. It's what starts me going. If I'm upset because of something, if I'm sad because of something, the artist in me can exorcise that feeling. Once you start a picture though with the energy of truth, something quite remarkable happens. You've opened a Pandora's box. Being an artist and being true to what you do, I personally can't afford to get upset about what people think. I've got a few ideas in my head of what I'd like to paint, but I have to wait until those ideas actually pop out, like some sort of pimple that thimes its way in the night. I'll paint till I'm in the nursing home and in the nursing home probably. It's just something I do.