The journey of a painting takes me into a transparent stream of flowing endless roads, devoid of thought. I become a sponge to the fluctuation of how color paints our world with emotion, sensation, and love. I become the direct experience of grief, joy, sorrow, and beauty. I love to touch and feel the surface and texture of what I am painting. I love to feel the power of color. I love dancing and moving through the entire environment as I paint. Emotions surge through me; it can be intense, but this level of intensity is so intimately beautiful and divine.