Pretty much, I am bumbling along doing art and talking about it. It is fun for me, and I think painting is actually really fun for most artists, or they wouldn't do it... You don't necessarily get the kind of affirmation you would get if you organized your desk very well, or made a good meal, or a substantial paycheck. But you discover different effects in varying blues in a sky, or the thrill of toning down a green to a more realistic tree color by adding red. You become comfortable with basic perspective, and are satisfied when you add a cow to that field just because you want to--then change it to a sheep, then to a truck, then--oh well-- back to grass. It doesn't get old. Progress is painfully slow, sometimes, but progress continues.