Eyegasms and other personal anomalies

Once in awhile I'll see someone or something that makes me feel inadequate as an artist. I think inadequate is the wrong word, more like humbled. There are moments and expressions that are so beautiful and transient that I am awed to a point that is beyond inspiration, because I am aware that there are things that are beyond my abilities and talents to recreate or represent. It's not a feeling of disappointment in myself; I know that I can do anything, I just can't do EVERYTHING. Instead I am grateful for the chance to experience the artistic creation of Something Greater Than Me. I was talking to Michael about it the other night and he said "you're talking about God's art." In the same conversation he also that that firemen are the closest thing we have to comic book superheroes in this world.

Christian Regenhard is both God's art and a superhero. I left a message for his sister today, I don't know if she'll call back, I certainly don't expect a long-absent friendship to be any priority of hers at this time. Her outgoing message said "we have not given up hope." I cannot think of anything to say in regards to that. She's an incredible woman, I have always adored her.

If anything, I am grateful that meeting her brother let me experience the art of his being. I cannot compose a visual tribute that would do justice to him, or to any of his fellow superheroes. I can only sit here, but I am not impotent. I feel my heart open to embrace these brave people in golden pulsating wings. I love them.

I love you.