Sometimes I lie awake at night
And wonder
Where the years have gone
They have all passed under
Sleep's dark and silent gate
Bonnie Raitt
When it began I cannot recall. When it will end I do not know for certain. My world is perpetual motion. Trained in the visual arts I have achieved a level of recognition for which I am afforded travel without end. To many it is a dream existence of great envy. To most they will never understand the burden of its splendor. Spend a moment seeing the world with my eyes.