It's amusing how my wife and I, despite being in the same place, viewing the same landscape, always seem to have different focal points. I find myself gazing at the horizon, while she's pointing out a bird nestled in a tree. This difference is reflected in our art—her paintings are meticulously detailed, while mine focus on the broader picture. When I paint, I'm not aiming for a precise representation of what I saw. Instead, I'm capturing the emotions evoked by the scene—the colors, shapes, and lines. My wife paints what she observes, every tiny detail, while I paint my interpretation of the vast, open landscape. It's intriguing how we can both look at the same thing and arrive at entirely different perspectives. That's what I appreciate about art—there's no definitive right or wrong approach. It's about capturing what you see and how it affects you.