Do we "decide" to create art, or are we all living and breathing as artists? On napkins, note cards, and notebook pages, this artist's lifestyle leaves scraps and pieces of herself as she moves through life. What you find here, is a concept. Not a "look what I can do" but a quiet whisper of a forgotten memory saying, "this is who I am." A small cross-section of a lifetime of thousands of sketches. The profound in the ordinary. The delight in the mundane. Someone once told me, "The greatest 'accomplishment' of your life could be as simple as a smile towards someone in the grocery store. A moment that absolutely changed the direction of that person's life. And you never knew." In God's eyes, the profound delights of His children are often the quiet whispers from the humble essence. It is truly these that leave the little trails of everlasting impressions. And by that, I bless the world of artists, who don't even know they are artists.
