Hello, a bit about my coming " back to art."
I began college as an art major.
The college I attended did have us try everything: print making, carving marble, painting live models - you name it. The one thing that wasn't offered (perhaps I overlooked it) was teaching drawing. I wanted to improve as an artist - to learn. That school was still in it's own development and hadn't quite perfected it's curriculum, so with that frustration, I simply changed my major, then studied psychology, communications and other things.
I never lost my felling for art - but life, as they say, got in the way.
It was only when a friend, my dear friend Jane, decided to "help me with my life," that I was almost literally dragged back to art class. She knew the teacher was a winner.
And that teacher is beloved by all. It's because of those two women that I've reconnected with an innate desire to create and become an artist.
My love of nature also emerged in a slightly unusual way.
I grew up in Compton, California - not a place famous for it's natural surroundings. (smiley face)
It was not until my honeymoon, second marriage, that I finally saw a National Park -
We took my eight year-old son with us, and on the way up on that strip of highway 99,
my husband shot a picture of me literally jumping for joy, to be out of civilization
as I knew it.
I feel that Nature is the most beautiful thing we have - and my wish is to share that feeling.