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