I used to have these dreams of flying among the city lights. No cars. No noise. No right. No wrong. Just me, the moon, and the stars.
This weekend I painted three or four colorful abstract backgrounds. I have tons of flowers with white backgrounds.
In between these pages will be full page color. I want more color in the book. This book already makes me happy. I was asked an important question. What dream are you working on? This book is my dream. It’s a book filled with strokes of color and colorful thoughts.