Hmmmmmm... with this description, I want to start smoking pipes too. Always liked the smell when my grandfather smoked his pipes... hidden away in a tiny room, where he also painted. My grandmother hated both, the smell of turpentine, as well as that of tobacco smoke...

I made it a tradition for myself to smoke a cigar when I finish a painting. Forces me to sit still for an hour. Little private celebration of the completed piece, usually with a glass of whisky or rum 🥃