On Easter Sunday, one of my friends posted as her Facebook status: “My version of church, a five-mile run and a cup of coffee.” This rings true for me too every morning as I do a different kind of running – sometimes running forward, sometimes running backwards, mostly running in no direction with bad form.
Through the creation art and the appreciation of other people’s art in all forms: books, essays, plays, poetry, visual arts, photography, architecture, sculpture, and music, I spend hours looking for inspiration, answers and peace.
Unfortunately, art has failed me as much as God and science.
