I wanted to share my thoughts of how I got here. For the past 5 months or so, I have struggled with where life was taking me and how I was suppose to fit in (speaking of my future, glass ceilings and such.) Add to that a slow economy, plus two solid months of being inflicted with a wicked siatic nerve issue to boot, left me pondering my future. It's funny how God has to let "life" beat you up to get your attention. Back on track for me transltes to using He gave me. I've known since was a kid that I would be an artist. Knowing this, contrary to what most might think, brought much heartache and doubts. As a kid, success meant being rich and famous, so I worked hard to be the best that I could be and waited for my fame and fortune. I got good at my craft, but where was my reward? As I matured, I begin to redefine "sucess."  I also begin to not believe in what I always knew (I was gifted.) I looked for validation through people or jobs. I stopped counting on the one thing that carried me. It must be going to happen when I get older - or maybe become famos after I'm gone maybe. 

With my direction uncertain, I now dig deep to believe once again believe in the gift that as given to me. I am working on art day and night, I have ideas that have not even started on yet. I had to stop being the perputual student trying to get better and put myself and my work out into the world. It takes a lot for me to step forward and present my work for public consumption. Yet, I stand today proad of myself and proad of what I have accoplised in the past to weeks - new art, prints of the art, a newly revamped web page and a store where all said art can be purchased. Thank you to those you appreciate my work, those encouraged throught the years and those who are moved enough to want to on my work.