A painting is more than the sumof its parts. A cow by itself
is just a cow. A meadow by itself is just grass, flowers. And
the sun peeking through the trees is just a beam of light. But
you put them all together and it can be magic.
The higher I got, the more amazed I was by the view.
Some days the sunsets would be purple and pink. And some
days they were a blazing orange setting fire to the clouds on
the horizon. It was during one of those sunsets that my
father ' s idea of the whole being greater than the sum of its
parts moved from my head to my heart.