I was an abstract sort of an artist, even as a young child. I noticed that the children in my first grade class who got the best marks in art were those who drew representational work. For instance, I would make designs which I knew the teacher enjoyed.
However, at some point, I realized that the boy who painted a truck that actually looked like a truck would get a better mark. I copied this idea of representational painting even though it was not in my heart. I was drawn to become accepted.
Years later I became a professional abstract artist.
I believe that Meher Baba gives me the courage to do my self-taught art & poetry. I was an artist’s model for eight years, working for one year in New Haven, Connecticut and then in all of the major colleges and universities in the Boston, Massachusetts area, when I lived in Somerville, Mass.
During those years, I attempted to learn representational drawing. From time to time I occasionally took an art class at one of the schools where I modeled. I think the reason I couldn’t learn to draw that way is because there was something else deep and central inside me.
The need to process my life by putting together the fragments, the broken pieces. As a collage artist.
When I visited Meher Spiritual Center in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, I went to tea at Lynn Ott’s studio. I began to weep. Lisa Greenstein an artist who was then also visiting the retreat, said, “It’s Baba.”
Several years later, healing the old wounds of formal education and family response or indifference, I am still writing free form poems and creating abstract art.
Meher Baba gives me courage to feel and to hear my own voice. The depth of His compassion is boundless.