There are times, even long periods of time when any of us may lose faith in things. Our art included. Then for no particular reason something catches the attention through some sense. In the sky in front of me, just over a year after Sage died, was this visual. Powerful enough to make me smile and whisper ~ “All right.”
More to come about Sage and his pivotal role and place in this world of art, but my message is this … the art process can be harsh and painful at times. You may know. If you disagree send me a note and maybe we can visit over coffee or ice cream. However, don’t stop if you can at all help it. I stopped creating, which was a mistake I think. I let my soul get to the point of feeling broken because I was experiencing life. Everybody has to live life.
Sage my boy
