I'm thinking about Trina Schart Hyman again, probably because we're nearing the second anniversary of her death. It hurts so deep inside my chest that I never got to meet her, or at least write to her, and let her know how intensely she shaped my life, from so early on. Now she'll never hear me; she'll never feel the pleasure of knowing that there was one more person out there she touched. I'm not much for regrets, but this is a prime example- that if I had just tried a little sooner, I could have let her know. And now there's nothing I can do. I'm thinking about scouring the internet for images of her work, collecting as many as I can, and then maybe putting together a little site. Maybe that way I'll at least be able to share her art, maybe do for someone else what she did for me.
Mini-biography
Mini-biography
And I don't know much at all about this Trina Schart Hyman - thanks for the informative bio link.