By Roz Leibowitz
I often think that under the crazy world of reality is a nation of artists busy creating the imaginal world, the world that for millions of years has kept us alive. Most of us artists spend our days in obscurity and that is fine, individually we aren’t that important. Our job is simply to create something out of nothing. I like to think that a person passing by a work of art will perhaps stop and stare and spend a few moments looking before turning toward home. And I believe however brief the meeting, whatever opinions are formed or emotions called forth, that work of art will change their life.
I was born and raised in New York and never left. My educational background is in library science and reading/literacy but my passion has always been writing and art-making.
