These trees root in the Danube just below. While my wife was pregnant with our first son, she would run along the river and I would sit and draw in the mornings. Without a studio a lot more of my energy went into these little sketches.
Injustice is a direct result of an inability to see life as it is in it’s sacred nakedness. These reflections and present practice of making art in community among the poor are meant to be a dialogue about the intersection of art, social justice, and faith.
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