Thursday, April 2, 2015

Memorial to My Mentor

Memorial to My Mentor
Oil on Wood

My father always carried a short, #2 Soft pencil in his pocket should he need to sketch an idea, write down a thought, or make a note. He's been gone for almost 20 years. But this little remnant sits on my studio wall a daily reminder to think, create, envision, imagine. And take notes. Words he lived by. As do I.

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