What's REALLY Going ON Magazine Volume 1 - Issue #2 | Page 5

FEATURED FAN ART and events before the world... but seeing him in this light was something I had never experienced. Not only did I get to peek into the mind of a genius-level artist at work, but even more incredible, I was given the opportunity to witness a human being with a quality of character like no one I could have ever imagined. The beauty of his soul was palpable, and it literally changed me from the inside out. Siren’s Quest to Rediscover Michael Jackson I n that moment, I began a quest to discover all that I had missed. I spent countless hours researching Michael’s life in an effort to understand him better... I wanted to know everything. And while what I was learning about him was far beyond anything I had expected, even more surprising was what I was learning about myself. Finding out about the kind of person Michael was.. his generosity, selflessness, strength, dedication, and capacity for Love made me examine myself from a whole new perspective. I couldn’t help it. To see a life lived in a way that denied not even a seed of its potential... the refusal (or complete inability) of someone to be anything less than the absolute entirety of who they are... no matter the consequence... well, how could I recover from that? I just knew there was no way of ever going back. O ne of the first things I learned from Michael was the importance of artistic expression... the realization that creativity is the voice of the soul, and imperative to our spiritual survival. I started to revisit my own. I remembered as a child the very moment I became aware of my gift for drawing. I would spend hours bringing things to life before my eyes... it was like magic to me. My family and teachers encouraged me to pursue my talent further, but as I got older life’s distractions led me elsewhere and my passion for drawing eventually disappeared. It would be nearly twenty years before I would discover it again. T o say that I am inspired by Michael Jackson would be an understatement. It’s difficult to find the words to describe what Michael has done for me... how my life has changed and who I have become because of him. How does a single person inspire the hearts of millions without ever having met them? How does the mere existence of someone encourage people to become more? To care about the planet and humanity? To explore themselves spiritually? How does one man’s authenticity offer to free the minds and change the hearts of everyone who takes the time to seek the truth? It seems to defy any kind of logic, except to say that simply, it must be L.O.V.E. A bout four months after Michael passed, I felt an urgency to pick up my pencil again. I wanted so much to recreate his lines in hope that it would connect me to him in some kind of tangible way. I had never been a portrait artist... my skills seemed to be limited to sketching animals mostly, especially horses. The attempts I had made at drawing people in the past had not been overly successful, but this time I was determined. Over a period of a couple of weeks, I made three attempts to draw Michael, but no matter my desire and the sheer desperation I had to bring him to life on the paper, the results were very disappointing, and I was broken hearted.