Glad you are still able to make art, I am inspired. Please stay safe and well.

The strength it takes to keep painting from that window, hearing what you hear and still believing in that sunrise over Ukraine. That line from Malachi, the calves of the stall growing up free, that's the kind of faith that doesn't just survive but keeps making things. You're living that out every single day, and it matters that you're still here sharing it with us.

I love the series of photographs -- they are excellent with your text. I hope the war is short with as minimum loss of life at this point. Know that most Americans stand with and are supportive of Ukriane.

I love the wall of pictures. I hate what is being done to your country.

The fact that you're painting at all, in the middle of what you've described, is its own kind of miracle. I keep thinking about that tiny desk by the window on the 16th floor, sky above, and how making something with your hands in that space is an act of defiance and faith rolled into one. I'm glad you're still here, still painting.

I'm grateful you're here and that you keep making through everything you've named. Painting from that window with the sky above says more about faith than I could.