My dad

I posted this image of my artwork a while back on social media but here he is again. This is my dad after Vietnam and living the good life in the mountains of Idaho.

This week I am cut wide open with the news that he is leaving very soon.

My father is a whole character. He’s shaped me in ways altogether invisible, and if you know me at all - you can trace my heart and my art and my motivations and my quirks all the way back to him and his wild genetics.

My god, I love this man. I love his imperfect perfection. I love his DNA. I love him. Thank you for my life, Dad. Thank you.