What does Art mean to you?
I lost my leg making icecream cakes for parties. I had a kitchen accident. I climbed onto my kitchen counter to retrieve something, fell and passed out. My foot and lower leg fell into the box of dry ice I had been using to freeze each layer as I created the cakes. My wife found me 4hrs later and rushed me to the hospital. I lost the lower part of my leg in Jan. 2018. A year later, I had a hiking accident and had to have another surgery, amputating above the knee.
I became depressed. The hospital offered art therapy. I found myself getting lost in color. Art lifts my spirits. Pleasure, lifts me. Art is communication to the world, and communication to my wife. My wife knows me through my art – my mood is reflected in art. Days of irritation the lines are very straight. On my good days, the lines flow.
Art is like a dance – a waltz or a foxtrot.