Inspiration, like an exploding star, is vast, expansive, and always hurling outward; but like all mass the shear gravity causes even the tiniest of particles of matter to re-connect. I'm thankful for these small moments of gravity that my creative career has afforded me.
:::THE STORY:::
One reason I like art...
Last summer I went to Salvation Mountain for the first time with my wife Amy. Just us and the lonesome mountain. But soon we met Maura, who was also there for the first time. We soon realized we all shared the common bond of being teachers. To our great fortune we were blessed to find Leonard hanging out before a swim in an irrigation ditch and he stayed to give us a tour. I left very inspired.
{Cut to a year later.}
Maura read a review of the Jjango album on YouCrazyDreamers and from the cover realized she was there that day. She contacted me and shared her excitement for the experience and the album. She too was inspired by the moment and did some artwork. (see Maura's work here) (Above is a photo from Maura I accidently snuck into.) Inspiration like an exploding star feels vast and expansive, hurling outward, but like all masses the shear gravity causes even the tiniest of particles to re-connect. I'm thankful for these small moments of gravity my creative career has afforded me.