This double self portrait says a lot about where I’ve been and what I’ve been thinking. Looking back across the vast path that trails off behind me. And I know there is treasure there. Might be in the shape of an artist’s book or two. Maybe in the form of a visual memoir.
I am grateful for the archives I’ve collected, offering a rich source of materials waiting to be woven into new stories, new dreams, a new life. Looking back and listening closely, for the whispers of tales waiting to be told.