| Canada Dreams |
Dharma Wheel I loved painting this
picture. I remembered the photo from my childhood when I would look through the big box in the closet. I felt caught
up in the drama of my life with my parents. We seemed pushed and pulled by forces bigger than us. I was and am just that
happy child observing the tragedies that surrounded me. For a parent there is the vicarious experience that we share
with our children. Here my father and I share childhood.   |
    |
