Entertain no doubt; believe you can do the seemingly impossible. Hearts rebuilt from hope usually resurrect dreams killed by fate. Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat. Leave the past in the past, pick your lessons and begin again. Critics can say all they want. Be brave and your season will eventually come.

There is no end to His love, we can see as far as we want to and know as much as we want to. Deep down in the dark. No light could I see. Fear, anxiety all around me. Too much to say,. Some times I said so much. Sometimes with so many people. For I had gone too far. Deep down that path,.

I Bring My Camera With Me. Wednesday, November 4, 2015. I was able to be in the right place at the right time to assist with relief efforts. I traveled around the country and was able to help with food distribution, demolition work, and rebuilding of homes and schools in remote villages. While I was in the country I was also able to see much of the beautiful landscape. I did a solo trek to Gokyo Ri and Everest Base camp. Documenting the effects of the earthquake and helping along the way.

Wat en waarom ik schilder. Ik schilder met olieverf op doek of paneel en doe dat al 47 jaar. Mijn schilderstukjes zijn mijn buksjek die ik gaandeweg in mijn leven verzamelde. Het zijn stille verhalen, gevoelens en ideeën, die ik niet met woorden kan vertellen.

Oceans of Words and Ink-stained Hands. On Beauty And Hand Guns. I watched sternly, eyes widened, as she did her artistic work; hands set, all tools in place, confidence like that of Michael Angelo. I was before a professional artist. For my friends who visit me here from Facebook.