This picture was taken at the Living Root Bridge in Cherrapunji, India. This was a magical place where I found myself lost in the wonders of nature. I was quickly brought back to reality when I saw that the town was run by child labor. Writing this brings tears to my eyes. The world can be such an unfair place and I’m having a hell of a time coming to terms with that.
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Color is a focus of my work for a variety of reasons, but the main reason is for healing. My father was an angry and violent man. He took out his rage on his family daily and I took it upon myself to protect my mother and brother from him by becoming the focus of his fury. We didn’t have much, but my mother filled our home with colorful art to bring radiance into an otherwise dark place. I followed in her footsteps and escaped into vibrant art of all shapes and forms. Getting into the flow of mindful art creation has been the single most important part of my healing. I hope to share the happiness that colorful art brings me with others, especially children.