My passion for creating art is insatiable. Drawing inspiration from the world around me, I am constantly searching for new ways to express the inner universe that exists in my imagination.

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My journey as an artist has been fascinating. At the the age of 50, I became chronically ill. Unable to walk even a short distance without having to fall fast asleep to recover my energy. This lasted for a year of my life. During the summer of this difficult time, I spent 2 months laying in my backyard on a lawn chair recuperating. One day as I lay there, I felt I had reached my limit. I called out, "Enough, I can't take this anymore. I want my life back!" Suddenly my vision changed. I could now see in 3D. Colours were more dynamic and everything in front of me had enhanced dimension. Never having touched a sketch pencil or paint brush in my life, I felt I could draw the view in front of me. I grabbed my daughters yellow school pencil and a lined paper, the only drawing tools in the house. I drew what I had been staring at over the summer. A set of stairs from my deck and a bicycle. The sketch had perspective and shading.