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 a pastel 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 - Yosemite.
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.