As I embark on this final life chapter, I am struck by three realizations: that to enjoy a fulfilled life, it is necessary that I make something; that my own lived experience is now my raw material; and that my faith in the transformative power of art in all its forms remains as strong as ever.

In my current work, my search for numinous presence remains a constant but its locus has migrated from abstract thought to the deeply felt as I embrace my own history and the revelations of the everyday world. I look now to the immediacy of the quotidian, the fleeting moment, the elusive detail, the slight gesture, certain that what is most important resides there, that the widest vista opens through the smallest aperture, that the greatest joy emanates from the briefest moment. It may just be that the real work is only now beginning.