People often ask me how long I’ve been an artist… The answer of course, is FOREVER… but how did it start? Perhaps it began in the sandpile, or with a box of crayons or clay from the ditch behind the house. Many long summer hours were spent creating dolls from hollyhock blossoms using my […]
Creativity is a drug I cannot live without. – Cecil B. de Mille I can only speak for myself. One of my earliest memories is sitting in the sun in the field below my home making things with sticky red Maryland clay. I was three or four years old. How did I know that the […]
Creativity is a drug I cannot live without. – Cecil B. de Mille I can only speak for myself. One of my earliest memories is sitting in the sun in the field below my home making things with sticky red Maryland clay. I was three or four years old. How did I know that the […]