Art and Adversity
When I face difficulty, when I loose something, when I yearn, am threatened or hurt, my need of and drive to make art thrives. Art becomes my sanctuary, a refuge from those things that may otherwise overwhelm me.
Although I love art most when experiencing it with others, I cherish it alone.
Art, whether made by myself or by someone else, exists outside of me. Its expression, beauty, challenge and meaning brings perspective.
Art frees me from the chains of my unease.
