I landed back in the US from Greece with sand still in my shoes and a painting due in five days. No time to ease back in—this is the part of speed painting that feels like an elite sport. I prepped on my honeymoon, ran rehearsals through jet lag, and locked in the design before hitting the stage. People ask how I pull it off with so little time, but the truth is: I’ve already put in the time. This is the thrill of it all. This is what I train for.
