Just read some great prose written by the great Chicago artist Tony Fitzpatrick's. It made me think of so many things: a story about my parents, a trip to Kyiv, Ukraine - it made me peaceful. I had forgotten to know my artist friends... look at them, listen to them, read them... sometimes you just get caught up with living day to day and forget about art even when it's hanging on the walls in your house, on your bookshelves, in your heart... some times you need to read a poem or a piece of …