A friend sent me a text with comments about Dreams of Verdant Decadence and I was quite overwhelmed. With her permission it is reprinted here:

“But when I entered that sanctuary of your labours wrapped in poetry from the heart and soul, sparing no truthfully felt emotion…. I was pretty much spellbound!

I don’t want to try and put totally into words right now everything I experienced as I stood, and walked carefully around….
But I can say that I did feel awe.
Your skill, patience, determination, endurance, imagination, and conviction reach out from this garden which for me grows from within outwards… from the different levels of darkness which are actually also different levels of light.

Well I could write quite a commentary and I hope to go again and stand… and listen.
I have only seen two of your exhibitions:  I love both! Your daring-embedded-in- vulnerability creates more than impressions…
it makes soul Imprints.

Tears?
Yes! They welled up in my heart a few times, from the moment of approach….
There is a depth of feeling in that soul refuge you have made that both births nurturing secrets and liberates mature ones in the tones of simple primal honesty.”