“Art is an extension of spirituality, an expression of this journey through life that dips and climbs and challenges us all. Our faith carries us to the studio to do our work and our faith keeps us searching for perfection. A life only exists in the moment of now. It has no need to exist in the past, which is over, or the future, which does not exist. Your life is like a lump of clay. It can remain that way through luxury and idleness. Or it can be shaped through goodness and change, until you arrive at the masterpiece that is your life.”
My aunt has been telling me about the time she saw John Lennon outside of the WFIL radio station in Philadelphia for years. She finally found the pictures to prove it.
Circa 1973.[edit: circa 1975]