I want to paint the shimmering sun set into the horizon 

I want to paint a golden cat purring on the arm on a sofa, lazily gazing into the flames in the fireplace

I want to paint an apple pie’s steam floating up into the blue sky

I want to paint the dust drifting off the pages of a bygone book

I want to paint the salt on fish and chips at Blackpool tower

I want to paint white, cotton clouds hovering over towns and cities

I want to paint a silver lightning bolt striking the ground

I want to paint a Golden Labrador jumping with joy as his ball flew into the air