You betcha! I had another one of those days at the office, but I’m taking an acrylics painting class once a week and thank god it coincided with the bad day. I just couldn’t shake the political quagmire of work–until I went to art class, picked up my paper plate palette and started painting. My whole mind and body became absorbed and POOF, the stress of work disappeared. I was lost in painting and while I paint quite badly, it matters little. Just the act of creation is so absorbing that all else disappears for a while and when the real world reasserts itself, priorities have realigned and all that bad stuff doesn’t seem so relevant. Want to see my painting so far?