It’s fun, I should sell more art.  At some point I’ll run out of those tired prints & paintings from the record store days, and even college days.  Hmmn, what happened.

Back to my story… You never know who’s wall your art is going to end up on, and most interesting to me is what wall does it end up on?  What’s next to it, what’s below it, what room is it in…

One of my favorite things is years after seeing a piece leave my hands, finding the person who’s looked at it almost every day since. 

We’d never met before she came to my office a few weeks ago and managed to put it all together & agreed to send me these pictures.  Thanks Danica!

I’m in a completely different line of work now… a far cry from managing a tiny record store & having lots of art shows around town, but it happened.

How did I land in this position?  Through a route of creative exploration, ever increasing dedication, an event that is Fruit of the Soul.

Working on it already.

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