"It's an artist's life" was the explanation (or excuse) I often used to explain away the chaos and barrage of interruptions that followed me. I began searching for visual places and objects that might represent dream images, while rehearsing the words to describe the narratives of dream stories. During most of my adult life, people have been telling me that I should write a book, or have commented, “Your life is like a soap opera” or have asked me, “Which chapter are we on?” I wanted to move past my own general reluctance to speak about the many topics on which I ponder. I've been writing book chapters in my mind far too long! Destiny has placed an urgent call and so it has become important for me to finally share, explain and acknowledge out loud. Contemplating on purpose and destiny has driven my lifelong quest for answers. As a painter I wanted to believe that my artwork spoke for me. It seems that visual communication goes unnoticed by the greater general public. Cindia