Change has taken place in me over the past few months. Not a remarkable change nor an amazing change or even a visable change to anyone but me, but nonetheless a change. The will to create with words has become stronger than the desire to create on canvas. I am still painting, just not as frequently.
My Father instilled in me, at a very early age, the importance of words. My work as a graphic artist and advertising executive depended on words. But those words equated profit. Until now I have not been driven to write what is inside me. Be it words or paint on canvas, I create by compulsion not by choice.
It is said, sometimes you have to go home to go on. My home is not a physical place on a plot of dirt. The journey to my home took several years. The visit was fruitful, it enabled me to move on.
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