One winter morning, I found my grandpa throwing away belongings outside. He clutched his oxygen tank and said, "When I die, I don't want to leave trash". Similarly, I hope my art is used for good so it gains value over time.
I adopted an elderly cat named Fancy. Someone paid her adoption fee, so I call her "Fancy the $0 Cat". My art returns the favor by sponsoring adoptions at Front Street Animal Shelter in Sacramento, California. I look into the eyes of pets in need, and see personalities ready to shine. The problem is how long will they wait?