As an artist, losing a sibling is like working with and being limited by half of a color palette. It is possible, but always you are aware of the potential that is missing. You dip your brush in water obscured by grief and the bright colors never seem to reach their most vibrant and luminous luster. I am eternally grateful for all of the love, laughter, and happiness my brother brought to my life. My life now has a different meaning and purpose than it once did. I hope through my personal work, to bring awareness to the wondrous person that he is and all that he has done for me; despite everything that he endured.