Thank you, Leigh, for teaching me that sometimes you have to destroy the best part of a painting to make it work.
Thank you, Gina, Dave, and Annalena, for this gift of time in your mother's studio to paint, to grieve, and to continue my inquiry about death and our connection to the life force of this natural world.
Thank you all for taking the time out of your days to read my musings and look at my work.
