I wake up each day and wonder... I feel him around me many times, I KNOW he is with me, but since I can't see him anymore, I do my art. I'm almost embarrassed to call it art as there are so many "real" artists I admire.

I don't have an art background, I have a background as being Steve's mom. I am so thankful for having him in my life. I think of him now as an wise old man who was here for a short time to be my teacher.

My philosophy in life has always been that a person must travel through Point A and Point B to get to Point C with NO regrets, just lessons learned. Experiences are what make us who we are today. I have learned that the road has not been easy for me since 1997, but the friendships I have made through art, have been a gift given to me from Steve, you are what has held me up and has kept me going.

I continue on this artful journey I am on, as a continuous transcending infinite love between Steve and I. Today I share our love and souls with you. Triumph over tragedy!

Steve still lives!
Valentines Day 2003

Today I Am 3 Persons In One
by Silver Moon
 
I am obviously your teacher. I am not your average teacher in looks (I look like the kids you always warned your kids not to hang out with, but it is just a look!) or in how I teach. I do not demo much, I guide you to use your own talents. I am not out there much. I am not going to be at every convention. I am quiet, yet I scream! I was brought up in a home where children are to be seen and not heard. I did not learn to use my mouth until I became older, nor my hands. I am my art.
 
I am a student. I began taking classes locally, then went and took classes at the various conventions. Like me, you may be at a point where it is hard to learn something new. I am a horrible student. I have a very short attention span, and usually I have to ditch out asap to begin creating, in my own solitude. As a student, I play, I experiment, I am not afraid to try. I am my art.
 
Last but yet first and foremost, I am Steve’s mom. Steve was my only child. It was upon his sudden death that I began my art journey. As your teacher, a student, and Steve’s mom I am about to share my soul with you, and my son’s. We are my art.
 
Today is Steve’s birthday. He would’ve been 30.
Happy Birthday Steve.
8-15-06
 
This was read to my students before I taught the class 'Then Is Now' at Art Unraveled. It was my birthday gift to Steve.