Subway train. NYC. 1979. I’m 8 years old, standing next to my father. Graffiti walls fly past my eyes; I’m transfixed. A lightning bolt of revelation changed my life forever; it was then I knew I was meant to be an artist. These past 40 years have been the avalanche of life that has unfurled since that moment. This Sacred Journey, expressed through myriad mediums, styles, challenges and revelations – is the continued unfoldment of answering my calling to remind us to remember our inner light, the Sacred, and our connection to this heavenly place called Earth.