Flowers lead to books, which lead to thinking and not thinking and then more flowers and music, music. Then many more flowers and many more books.

Washing dishes is the anecdote to confusion. I know that for a fact.

Wonderful things happen when your brain is empty.

I live in a small world of gouache and brush and pen and ink. I'd like to explore the world of multiples - etching and prints.

I tell you these stories because these things happen to everyone. It's not about being starched or polished or cute or polite. It's about having ears that stick out, about breaking yet another glass. It's about seeing something for the first time and making a million mistakes and not ever getting completely discouraged.

Go out and walk. That is the glory of life.

My sister is an artist and an interior designer. She went to high school for art. I went to high school for music.