"Sunrise of Eternity" (acrylic on construction paper)
Through a combination of fate and genetics, I've ended up, after some 60 years of dabbling, experimenting, and obsessing with the arts, as a person, who seemingly is approaching their end time, as one who has had a prolific, and perhaps even meaningful existence on the planet.
My initial interest was natural science, the things I saw in the everyday world, especially in the summer months, as I trekked through the woods that once surrounding woods.
While I still keep that alive via my fossil collecting hobby, in college, the focus turned to music. Local shows, bar and club gigs, concerts, then out of town, out of state, touring, traveling, one night stands, the mid-Atlantic, New England, the Midwest, the South, for eight years, then a home in Silver Spring, then an apartment in Baltimore, then a real house, then despair, then tragedy, coping, only to be thrown another curve, then another, then another. And yet I'm still standing. I'm really quite not sure how. perhaps somewhere in this accumulation of information lies the answer.