Life is short. It buzzes right by, whether you’re paying attention or not. One minute I’m 17, the next, I have two grown kids and my mom’s dead. That’s some reality I’d rather not focus on for too long, so I draw. I draw to relax, I draw for sanity, and I draw to understand myself. It’s not art as much as self-exploration. If eterntity is forever – and all the great philosophers and mystics say it is – then I want to know it now, while I’m still here, so I can bridge my worlds and beam like a star in the midnight sky.