I have always been an artistic person. Maybe it's because my birthday is in September and I usually got a new box of Crayola's and a blank notebook for the schoolyear. Or maybe because I spent many summers at my dad's warehouse coloring pictures with hi-lighters and running my own series of prints on the copy machine. But somewhere along the way I knew I wanted to be an artist.  I was fortunate enough to grow up in a rural part of town where I learned how to recognize beauty in unsightly places and find amusement with simple things. God must have planted me there because creativity can't grow in crowded soil, and apparently kids that make their own toys have more fun, (although I'm not totally convinced my cardboard barns were as much fun as the fancy wooden toy ones would have been.) But I am so grateful for my gift. It has been a blessing in my life and I hope I can bring joy to others through art as well. Happy browsing!