My father is busy at work on his second volume of illustrations.  His first book The Old Apple Tree is ready for editing and self-publishing.  I can’t wait for the day I surprise him with the first copy.  I am truly blessed to witness the healing power of art as my Dad thrives at his extended care facility, carving out a life for himself.  He has purpose, routine, passion.  He has reclaimed his emotional life.  What can be greater than that?  We have such a good time together talking about LIFE, sharing this project, discussing the FUTURE.  Wow.  Deep breath of gratitude.

Rather than separate intellect from affect, [art], like life, weaves the two together. – L. S. Vygotsky