Last week we were visited by tragic events in Boston with the bombing at the Marathon. A few days later, on Friday, I looked out our kitchen window and spotted these troopers. As the day progressed things got worse—at one point we had three tanks in front of the house, a trooper in the bedroom using the window as a lookout and one stationed on the back deck with rifle poised. Not long after they found the suspect in the boat of an old family friend, wounded. Such sad events. And they made me think how we artists can be a force for positive change. Isn’t that the ultimate purpose of art—to help us wake up to beauty and to a knowledge of our own true selves? I know I’m not alone in reflecting on what we can do to prevent such suffering. It has given me many thoughts for future work. Everything matters—especially every positive thing we make. May wondrous good come out of these sad events.