I have always loved art. I was the kid who asked Santa for the big box of crayons with the built-in sharpener. I remember drawing and writing little books starring a girl with a heart-shaped face topped with curls named Martha. I made small heads out of clay, drew cartoons and made clothes and furniture for my Barbies out of any old scraps. I did crafts, like those loop potholders, the crochet thing with the spool and latch hook rug kits. I tried embroidery, made a mess with my spin art and Lite-Brite kit. But it wasn't until the 7th grade in Mrs. Keenan's art class that I fell hard for drawing. From then on I was seriously hooked, and took every art class in high school including industrial art, silkscreen and printing. I majored in painting at Alfred University, learned graphic design and worked in magazine publishing and was the art director for a training consulting firm for 10 years. In September 2001 while watching the horror of 9/11, I decided I would not go back to work when my son started kindergarten but would instead go back to painting. I have been painting ever since.