Much like my father, I have been drawing all my life. As a child, I suppose, it was a way subconsciously of befriending and protecting myself. As a young adult, my drawings got me into the specialty high school of Music & Art in New York. That led me later to architectural studies at MIT and the Royal Academy of Fine Arts, and my career in architectural presentation in which perspectives, drawn in pen or pencil, or painted, incorporate images of people, cars, trees etc. Concurrently, I was a fashion designer which involved illustrating the collections for presentation and for advertising. Later as a documentary filmmaker I drew graphics and storyboards.
Finally, in my current life, making stories from my fifty years of journal writing, I illustrate them, as I did in the original. I also keep dream journals, which are difficult to describe in words without drawing images. On this last point, I would like to offer advice: take time to pay attention to your dreams. In my many years in psychotherapy, dreams have been a path to my unconscious when searching for meaning.
Drawing pulls me inside myself; I get to externalize what I experience I get to be transparent for a moment.
