Art is a true form of expression, it’s an honest, raw, glimpse into another human being. Its my “great escape”. Its my way to let go and allow myself to be myself. To over come the fear of what other people think of you, its liberating, its creating and rewarding. It’s a journey of discovery, it’s a finding of little gems in a mistake, it’s the thrill of what might seem as a disaster 2/3rds of the way into a painting and something miraculously happening to turn it around. It seems to be an endless supply of joy. Again, I feel truly blessed to have found it again.