He was one of the most compassionate people I knew. A true artist. He believed in the artist in me, even when I had given up on every aspect of myself.
And he said to me as we parted ways, “no matter what you do, never stop making art.”
And I wish I could tell him that, over the years, how much his words had helped me nourish myself and the artist in me. That even though many years have gone by, his words still encourages me. That I haven’t stopped making art, and I will never stop making art.
And I will always remember your kindness, C. I hope you are at peace.