The flowers miss your eyes looking back at them with invariable presence. The crashing waves miss your poise as they watch you dance along their shores. The sun misses painting the sky for you. The earth misses your heart; it knew no limit for those who had a moment in its presence. You were the quintessence of your name, Joy. From this moment forward, I search for every piece of you. Like your eyes and hands that were made for art, mine carry yours throughout this world. I see what I hope would have brought you peace. A stillness I hold, wishing that you could feel it too.
I remind myself to see the world's beauty through your eyes. This collection features images where I saw you in a moment. A search I will have for the rest of my life.
In loving memory of my best friend and sister, Johanna Murat.
Every piece of this life is worth it. It is meaningful. It is complex. It is beautiful. I am thankful for every person that has been a part of my life, even if only for a moment.
How beautiful it is. The world in which we live and can share our art as a reflection of our souls.
You will always be enough.
Much love, Ethan
