I can't even explain how much fun this was. After a long day of interviewing for my current project, then an hour and a half commute back home from Brooklyn in heavy traffic, I thought I would be too mentally exhausted to commit to painting a Georgia O'Keefe poppy while sipping the Pinot Noir my daughter brought for us. My three girls had arranged for us to do the class together as a mother's day gift to me. In the cab on the way there, my daughter admitted she was wiped out from the workday, too, but she'd already paid for the session, and my niece and my son's girlfriend were meeting us there, so there was no question of not going. I'm so glad we didn't miss this night. And what an energy booster and mood brighter daubing paint on canvasses turned out to be! We had a blast, the four of us, though it's hard to tell whether we painted poppies or hibiscuses. Of course, sipping vino from plastic cups, we didn't really mind which flower went home with us. This wine and paint thing with loved ones is simply the most enjoyable art therapy I can imagine. I can't wait to do it again.