I am blessed with friends, too numerous to list. But I will have one of them speak for me on this day of Thanksgiving. He manages to put into words what I feel motivates me to do art. More importantly, though, he conveys why art matters, across time.

Reading his essays, watching my many friends make art, serve the community, make a difference, benefitting from their wisdom and insights, the modeling they do during rough times, their criticism when warranted, the warmth, support and love they extend to me on a daily basis: I am grateful for this.

Cranberries and the art of thanks

 

 

 

 

Photographs are from a mural in SE PDX, perfectly capturing a sense of community.