09/19/2026
The dream is over, not because the creative flame has gone out, but because the hands that carried it have grown tired, and the mind that gave it life can no longer keep up.
The ideas are still whispering.
The visions are still waiting to be born.
The fire is still burning somewhere deep inside me.
But even the strongest hands eventually have to rest.
Even the most determined mind eventually reaches its limit.
For decades, I gave this business all of myself—my time, my strength, my imagination, my heart.
Now I have to let it go.
Not because I stopped loving it.
Not because I stopped dreaming.
Not because I ran out of creativity.
But because my body and my mind can no longer carry the weight of the dream.
Thank you to all that supported this artistic endevour, I am forever grateful.
