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On Art

I have this daydream that I am going to one day have one of those experiences that’s a cross between Owen Wilson in “Midnight in Paris” and the late Robin Williams in “What Dreams May Come.” I sometimes have a misguided picture of myself as an old soul and old heart, but then again a big part of me lives in this very moment. I do believe I have my own world and sometimes think I am the only one who understands in what plane I am living at any given instant, but that’s okay, too. And when I have encounters with art, it happens, even for so brief a time as I allow myself to get lost. I think that’s what it’s all about though isn’t it — getting lost and drawing from ┬áit what’s personally important.