There are two moments in the art cycle I treasure. There is the pleasure of making art. It is an obsessive, captivating journey. There is a sense of being part of a larger mystery. The other moment I love is when you are a member of the audience and you witness another person’s imagination. What they have imagined speaks perfectly to you. What was once inarticulate and fuzzy is now spoken. You feel you are not alone for someone else sees the world as you do. Both these moments, the making of something and the witnessing of another’s vision, are profound affirmations.