Plate 072 - UNTITLED - 1973 - 48" X 80" - Oil on canvas

With the confidants of walking form one room to another, I was set on a path that would lead me to "dropout," literally overnight. My life, with all that encompassed as a successful artist and teacher in Florida, abruptly ended. The fall of 1973 marked the end of an era. I put my home on the market, resigned my teaching position, and moved to the Smokey Mountains of North Georgia.

I say, my soul wished to speak.

Are artist spiritual creatures?

Do I believe I have a soul,

the container of love.

It was filled with self-importance,

malignant to the soul.

 I had a yearning for something my cognitive mind did not understand.