Monty' Art
I am as ambitious at seventy‑five as I was at twenty‑five—arrogant, demanding, proving, winning, stubborn, inquisitive. I don’t always get it right, but the space between my ears is the field I’m destined to plow. Feeling depressed, giving up, surrendering to despair—none of that is in my DNA.
I’ve spent a lifetime thinking I was invincible, riding the high of victory, learning the quiet art of self‑contentment. And when the final breath arrives, I’ll rest my head, thank my wife, and lift my eyes toward the Almighty with one simple truth:
We did it together.
Flowers welcome on top.
Art available in print or poster
I’ve spent a lifetime thinking I was invincible, riding the high of victory, learning the quiet art of self‑contentment. And when the final breath arrives, I’ll rest my head, thank my wife, and lift my eyes toward the Almighty with one simple truth:
We did it together.
Flowers welcome on top.
Art available in print or poster