Sailing on the winds of imagination, creativity is what sets me free.

A myriad of possibilities fractal before me, my paintbrush, my pen, and my craft.

Creation is like a river, forever in motion — a river that carries you softly with grassy river banks and sparkling ripples.

As my collection of creations grow, I see each work of art as a cosmic breadcrumb, dotting a celestial map leading back to me — a tiny star, indistinguishable in this dazzling galaxy.

And so, I swam in the river and basked in the sun. After many moon rises, I saw in the sky — a constellation of stars, creations of my own, signed:

by Sam Rivers