When I was a child , my family carried drinking water in large milk cans from a spring up the road. I wrote the poem, "Carrying Water" to help those people who do not understand
that this is still a part of life for many, many families. Later on, I created two paintings from the poem: one was dreamy and soft with waterlike overtones, and the second was stark and
meant to remind the world that not everyone enjoys the easy comforts of life.
