The air is heavy with moisture that beads on my studio window just before dawn.
I was born into a journey
that had signposts.
I made maps with my steps,
and told the stories that helped
others find their way home.
— DMP
Yesterday, I did something daring. I trusted my intuition and just painted.
No pre-drawing.
No obsessing over detail.
No chasing some ever-movi…
