From a young age, art—writing poetry, music, and drawing—helped me wade through a morass of feelings. Art gave me a way to express the inexpressible when words alone were not enough.

Many of these drawings were created during the years described in Connecting the Dots of a Disconnected Life. Most emerged from personal reflection during a difficult season of my life.

I never expected anyone else to see them.

In my memoir, however, I mentioned that I would make some of this artwork available on my website. This page fulfills that promise.

I no longer remember the story behind every drawing. Some were created more than thirty years ago. In many cases, the significance lay not in the finished image but in the act of creating it. They offer a glimpse into a season of my life that eventually found its way into words.

Looking back, I sometimes discover things in the drawings that I did not recognize when I created them. One sketch inspired by an Edward Hopper painting was meant to express loneliness. Yet when I see it now, I notice something else: although the scene feels lonely, there are three lights shining in the darkness, not one. Even then, I was never quite as alone as I thought.