Going around in cirlces

When I moved back to the states I promised myself that I would start painting again. I settled in South Beach and found a place that I could have studio space, instruction and monthly exhibits. It was great. I painted in oils. I was in love. This was what being happy was. I painted each weekend. My work was open, dark in color, linear. Very abstract. Lots of texture. I liked the way I could leave the oils and come back a time later and they were still workable. The best was that Dan painted too. Actually, he finished my paintings. When I would get stuck, I would come back later and see that the painting was finished. Dan would see what was needed and paint it. I guess he completed the painting, just like he completed me. The artist guild would have a monthly show and we would submit our paintings and go to the gallery on opening night. I think Dan like going to gallery more than me. He couldn't wait to get a painting into the next show.
I don't paint in oils anymore, nor do I paint in that style anymore. No more Dan to complete the paintings or complete me. I paint in acrylic now. I also draw more first before I paint. Everything for me now is about circles. I don't know if it is because it is a complete unit, whole onto itself, or maybe a cirlce is an enclosure, so that I am protected. Or maybe I am now complete on my own. Maybe I look to much into this and it is just a circle and I like to draw them. For now, it is circles.