"I told my friend all about it. The mountain temple in the Himalayas I had seen years ago was alive in my mind. There was chanting in the morning, cold damp walls soon warming up with the morning sun. We were ready to sing with the sun, its rays in morning always seemed to carry the sound of our prayers to the universe we were aware of. Our trust in the gratitude for life carried our prayers to the places we were not yet aware of. Part dream and part experience, this is a painting about the camaraderie love, joy and faith."