I grew up in a creative family, surrounded by a variety of remarkable art and artists. From a very young age I, too, felt a deep desire to create. For many years, however, I remained stifled, feeling afraid and unworthy to create. Yet my creative urges persisted and grew. After a long period of struggle, I finally recognized that this desire is one of the deepest longings of the human spirit, and I would do well to allow its free expression.
I created, and I continue to create, because I have a deep need to do so. I create because without creating, I feel as if much of the essence of who I am is dormant. I have learned that while flaws and weaknesses can create obstacles, they can also be a source of unique strength, with the potential to make art personal and moving. Making art is hard, without a doubt, but it is the work of my heart.