"Thank You"
Throughout my journey as an artist, there have been certain individuals who have encouraged and supported me when I needed it the most. I would like to take this opportunity to thank them for their steadfast belief in me -- even when I didn't always believe in myself.
- To my mother, from whom I inherited whatever intellectual and artistic talents I may possess: Thank you for always encouraging my pursuit of the arts, and for still proudly displaying the horse I drew when I was seven "and a half". Your strength and courage is an inspiration.
- To my father, the self-proclaimed (and elected for life) President of my "fan club": Dad, there are no words to express what your love and faith mean to me. I think it has always been your dream to make my dreams come true. Thank you for doing everything a parent and a friend could ever do to try to make that happen.
- To Susan Rifkin, whose joyous presence is a gift to all who know her: Thank you so much for the happiness you bring to my father, and for getting in my corner with your energy and support. You are someone who makes a difference.
- To my dear friends, Donald Arseneau and Simon Fortin: Though you are both completely unique individuals, you are alike in being kind, sweet and generous friends who have gone far beyond the call of friendship with your care and support. Simon, I miss you and wish you would get yer lightning-researching butt back out here to the West Coast. Donald, you are an angel covered in malamute fuzzle -- what would I ever do without you?
- To my lifelong, bestest ever friend, Theresa (aka "Topa") : I have one thing and one thing only to say: "This is the One Bingy Monsta! Bingy bingy bingy, be bingy...The Bingy Monsta was here, the Bingy Monsta strikes again -- tell everybody...Woo Woo Woo!" Well, I suppose I could add, "Here comes Diboz Gyumaloz, oppin down the byumaloz, ibbidy obbidy dibozzes on their way..." and the immortal wisdom of "Meat nor jink nor chicken pock!" Thanks for being (almost) as wierd as I am.
- To Callon Zukowski, who drove me mad with his talent and forced me to learn so much about art and myself: Thank you for being who you were...and I'm so happy for you that you have become who you are.
- And last but certainly not least, to Michaelane, my sweet, wonderful partner: Thank you for the myriad little things, the many big things, and for all the immeasurable things. Thank you especially for accepting my faults and foibles, for always being so incredibly thoughtful, for understanding my craziness (horses and otherwise), and for standing by me, even when I make mistakes. I love you...and feel so blessed that you love me.
- To my mother, from whom I inherited whatever intellectual and artistic talents I may possess: Thank you for always encouraging my pursuit of the arts, and for still proudly displaying the horse I drew when I was seven "and a half". Your strength and courage is an inspiration.
- To my father, the self-proclaimed (and elected for life) President of my "fan club": Dad, there are no words to express what your love and faith mean to me. I think it has always been your dream to make my dreams come true. Thank you for doing everything a parent and a friend could ever do to try to make that happen.
- To Susan Rifkin, whose joyous presence is a gift to all who know her: Thank you so much for the happiness you bring to my father, and for getting in my corner with your energy and support. You are someone who makes a difference.
- To my dear friends, Donald Arseneau and Simon Fortin: Though you are both completely unique individuals, you are alike in being kind, sweet and generous friends who have gone far beyond the call of friendship with your care and support. Simon, I miss you and wish you would get yer lightning-researching butt back out here to the West Coast. Donald, you are an angel covered in malamute fuzzle -- what would I ever do without you?
- To my lifelong, bestest ever friend, Theresa (aka "Topa") : I have one thing and one thing only to say: "This is the One Bingy Monsta! Bingy bingy bingy, be bingy...The Bingy Monsta was here, the Bingy Monsta strikes again -- tell everybody...Woo Woo Woo!" Well, I suppose I could add, "Here comes Diboz Gyumaloz, oppin down the byumaloz, ibbidy obbidy dibozzes on their way..." and the immortal wisdom of "Meat nor jink nor chicken pock!" Thanks for being (almost) as wierd as I am.
- To Callon Zukowski, who drove me mad with his talent and forced me to learn so much about art and myself: Thank you for being who you were...and I'm so happy for you that you have become who you are.
- And last but certainly not least, to Michaelane, my sweet, wonderful partner: Thank you for the myriad little things, the many big things, and for all the immeasurable things. Thank you especially for accepting my faults and foibles, for always being so incredibly thoughtful, for understanding my craziness (horses and otherwise), and for standing by me, even when I make mistakes. I love you...and feel so blessed that you love me.
posted by Susan at 11:23 PM
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