Van Gogh, Van Sandy
When I paint, or write, or make music … of course I want others to like it, even love it. But if no one does, that’s okay. My joy and my self worth are no longer tied to external validation. I do what I do because what I do is who I am. I do what I do to engage with my life, to experience it, to honor the greatest gift I was ever given.
Gummy Grove
I view “Gummy Grove” as the painting that marks my having started down a road less traveled in my life, a road lined with more peace, more love, and more courage. In my studio, I’m feeling lighter, and snappier, as if I am breaking in a pair of brand new, wildly colorful shoes. And for whatever reason, I’m finally feeling good about sharing the story of the most significant moment of my life, bar none.
Let it Be
The last two emotions I want to feel when my turn comes to journey beyond this world and into the next, are wonder and love … together … and in their sweetest, purest, most peaceful and all-encompassing forms. Until then, the closest I have ever gotten to that ultra-human realm is when I have unconditionally given of myself to another human being. One unexpected moment stands among my most treasured memories.
