Watching The Odyssey with my boys recently, I had an unexpected realization: I've had an incredibly fulfilling life. As scene after scene unfolded, I realized that so many of the landscapes chosen for the film were places I've experienced with my own eyes, recorded with my brush, and quietly absorbed over the years—Iceland's stark volcanic beaches, the sweeping landscapes of Sicily, Moroccan medinas and ancient stone cities. They weren't just destinations on a map. They became part of the way...