This is a drawing I did wanting to capture the magic of winter in New England as I saw in books as a kid-not sure when I made this but I think in 1999.
At this time of year, living in an area of small New England towns, I always looked forward to the first big snowfall. I find that after the tragedy not quite a week ago in Newtown, a very familiar neighboring town, I can’t be happy about winter or almost anything, the grief is still too strong. Yet, I am proud of the people there and how they have shown the world what compassion, heroism and dignity looks like. I am in awe of the way parents have honored their innocent, lost children. And I hope we’ll learn something from this. Quaint New England towns as well as any town or city in the world do not need semi-automatic assault rifles. You don’t need them for the sport of hunting or for any other reason. And it should be easier to get mental health support than it is to buy one of those or any other gun. This will be a long, sorrowful winter and future for our country if we do not honor life, love and abundance over death, destruction and hell. I can’t accept that all our happy days are gone and children being safe and loved can only be found in old books that no longer resemble our present times.