While I had doodled all my life (my old school text books will attest to this!) I never actually thought of myself has having any artistic abilities. The gift of an old abandoned painting box changed all that and started me exploring the wonders of colored pigments. This battered and scarred box has been my inner self. The first time I put some pink and white globs of paint on a canvas and low and behold, there was a rock was perhaps one of the biggest revelations of my life. Painting was magic, painting was illusion, and painting was truth. Life has never been the same. Whether it is with a brush, pencil or camera, I am always making art.
- Putnam County Technical CenterCommercial Art