Brock Mosher expressed himself through art from an early age. His adoptive parents noticed that he spent a lot of time drawing with pencil and paper. At first glance, his art looked like scribbles, consisting of many lines shooting across the paper. However, when Jan and Tom Mosher listened to Brock’s explanation of his art, they realized it told a story, and was a way of sharing his experiences in the world around him.
At school, teachers dismissed Brock’s art as messy scrawls until Jan asked them if they had listened to his art. “You can’t listen to art!” they would say, but began to understand him when they did take the time to listen.
“I’d tell the teachers that if they listened to what Brock meant to express with his art, perhaps they could help him to refine his scribbles into something recognizable,” says Jan.
After a while, his art evolved and improved. Jan says that she thinks that the best piece of Brock’s art, free of extraneous strokes, one which needed no explaining, was a simple Valentine card, an expression of love from Brock to his girlfriend (now wife) Nikki. He was in the hospital, recovering from a severe bout with Crohn’s disease. Disappointed that he wouldn’t be able to get out and go to a store to buy Nikki a present, Jan suggested that Nikki might like one of his handmade cards from him even more.