When you love Bob Ross/You're a painter

Joseph
Joseph didn't mind your love for art, or your love for Bob Ross, because personally he loved Bob himself. He liked to watch you follow his tutorials and he'd be okay with getting you whatever you want. If you wanted to, you'd both watch him on the Television in the living room. Joseph would gladly hang up whatever paintings you do and sometimes he'll do his own with you. Either way you both end up covered in paint or beating the devil out of your brushes.
Jacob
Jacob often just watched you, he didn't like to paint himself, but if you wanted to paint he wouldn't stop you. However, his personal favourite paintings almost always got hung up. He liked to grab your waist while you painted, always kissing the crook of your neck or your cheek. Jacob had a funny way of telling you he loved you, but that was alright.
John
John loved Bob Ross. He liked to watch it with you at any time and even paint with you- he was an amazing artist too, and he always fawned when you'd paint, it was a habit by now, but he loved painting with you. It was a break from the violence and the carving of skin that he had to do, and not to mention, all of your paintings ended hung up somewhere in the Ranch or Bunker. It didn't matter if they were great- even if they weren't even good, he'd hang them up wether you liked it or not.
Faith
If anyone liked to paint, it was Faith. Bob Ross was a common thing in her home. She had The Joy Of Painting on DVD and enough paint to fill a house and its rooms. You both would paint whenever you felt like it. You were both free to do so as much as you wanted, by watching Bob on TV or coming up with your own things.
Even if you thought you sucked Faith thought you had talent, always fussing over you to hang them up on the wall or something like that. She always hugged you when you finished one and admired it. She always admired anything you did.