Of course New York would still hold a special place in my heart even if I hadn’t lived there through September 11th. But I must admit I think I love it more because I saw the city brought to its knees and watched it stand right back up again and fight for a return to normalcy.
I never imagined that the response to my artwork would change positively when I quit caring what other people thought. In retrospect, I realize that it got better because I was being true to my heart.
I am an artist and if you ask anyone who knew me as a child they will tell you, I always have been an artist. Suddenly though, for the first time, I saw beauty in something that doesn’t directly tickle the senses like art or music.
I have found the process of recording my successes and failures in my artwork to be so useful that I want to challenge you to maintain your own personal notebook of lessons learned. You might be pleasantly surprised.