Walking through a forest or a park, riding a subway, eavesdropping on a snippet of conversation overheard in a restaurant. Coming from a family, having friends, being in pain, current events, paintings…. It's all fodder. Those 'snapshots' are the seeds that grow and grow. I believe inspiration surrounds us. We just need to pay attention to what tweaks us and in my case appears in a bolt of something vivid - if only fleetingly at 3:00 a.m. Then I pray I will remember it in the morning.