I am thankful for my two sons because–and I know this doesn’t sound that great, but—they never gave me any headaches. Both of them were independent, creative, intelligent kids. They still are, as adults. I’m thankful that no matter what they do, they can survive on their own. They never relied on society or anything or anyone else. I love their independence–and the fact that they allow me my independence, too!
I am thankful for my studio and the art I create. When I walk through the door, I just go “Ahhhhh!” and the world can go do what it wants. I became an introvert–I know it sounds weird, but I am–and I lose all sense of time. In my studio, I work a lot with clay, but I’ll do a little bit of everything in all kinds of different mediums. If I get a blockage with one medium, I’ll try another for awhile. My favorite items, then, that could fit in a box are always a new brush and a sharpened pencil.
Peace on earth, good will to men. That’s all I want. You don’t have to love everyone, but you should be peaceful, you know. Don’t be mean.