Financially, we excelled in the art fair world, that is until the economy was crushed. The ironic part is that as discretionary income has shrunk, our work has expanded in scope and depth. A mind that is quick to judge might mistakenly dismiss our objects for the wall as merely decorative. Those that lead with their instincts respond to the stable symbolism of the geometry, the delicious color, the depth of the texture. These are metaphors for life. Our art is loved by many, but in this upside down world we’ve now encountered, there are fewer that can enjoy living with it. That’s a shame. Art should be for everyone.