|Amy's Dream, 24" x 12", mixed media|
I was listening to Amy Winehouse while working on it. She was completely raw and honest as an artist. Wether she was singing about the futility of romantic love or bemoaning her nature, every note was a plea for peace and happiness.
My friend, Jeremy Mage, broke the news to me that she had died. I said, "Well, she said, 'No, no, no.'"
She left the world a handful of gems. Here are a few lines of hers:
For you I was a fling. Love is a losing game.
Memories mar my mind.
First time I swallowed; now you're on your own.
Amy's Dream is dedicated to her and the quest for happiness.
The last line of my favorite poem by Langston Hughes reads, "As the tune comes from his throat, trouble mellows to a golden note." Or as Amy sings, "What's inside her never dies."