...As I was diving underwater one day, I met the most beautiful child. He will be in space, I thought. I will paint him and through him I will share my own story and vision... I later found out that I'd called the painting Journey for a reason, because the painting was lost and after a long time miraculously was found on the other side of the world...
Walking through the poppy universe, My fingers rattle the hourglass isles Where the time sings in the crossroads of hope I am a brush painting for miles
Every letter of the names I sit on Just hangs on the family space tree Which knowledge lock should I pick, As providence chisels a galaxy key?
Balancing myself on just one finger, At first I think that everything is white From universe to universe I jump alone Just to find out that I am still a child
Acrylic on canvas, Age 9 (2004) 48" x 60" SOLD (Private Collection) Prints Available