This book is the product of a very dark time in my life where I had lost myself and had given up. Please indulge me while I give you some point of reference for the work.
As with most Greek tragedies my story involves a deep love, a heartbreaking loss and a soul raping breakdown, almost ending with a death...but in my case I was saved by a deeper love...my family.
I found myself waking up in the ICU, surrounded by my family and machines which both had worked hard through the night to keep me alive. I spent the following two months in hospital regaining my strength, both mentally and physically. A year of therapy followed.
The revelation which most shocked me was that I was not alone. I had fallen into such a deep depression that I truly believed I was merely a burden to those I love and had nothing left to live for.
My other realization was how much I missed a creative outlet. I was lucky to find a excellent therapist who helped me work through my issues with art. She encouraged me to paint it...get it out of my head.
These paintings and reflections are my therapy. I dedicate them to my family...both by blood and by choice...without whom I would not be here. This isn’t your traditional “happy ending” story, but I hope it inspires and demonstrates the power of the human spirit.