A Beginning
I always thought I would be an artist. But when I got to junior high school, choir and orchestra were scheduled for the same period as art. I never took it. I sang, played viola, ran track--by high school, I thought I would be a paleontologist, biologist, maybe a doctor. The only art class to fit my schedule was jewelry making.I stopped playing viola,trying to play guitar, sang madrigals, had begun writing. I concentrated on writing papers and pre-goth poetry. Went to Gustavus majored in science, changed my mind, science and education, changed my mind, art and writing, changed schools. Graduated with far too many credits from the University of Minnesota with Bachelor of Science, in Advertising and Design. Along the way I took some great life drawing classes, design courses and sculpture. Then worked as an advertising copywriter on a typewriter! Later worked in PR and communications. Moved to Venezuela, wrote for local economics and business press. Moved to Canada, worked in advertising, then marketing, then in fundraising. Got married to a handsome Canadian, had three beautiful babies and started painting.
I finally remembered painting was what I always wanted to do.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Spring has a way of sneaking up on us here in Ontario. From one blustery winter's day to another there's a little harsh wind, then a little rain, a few gray warm days and then, BAM! You think it must be spring because the sun is shining. Well, it isn't actually shining, but you can tell it's up there somewhere. I just started back to my easel and put together a nice scene of three little girls on the dock. I don't know who they are. They are summer personified. I wish it were that warm, as I sit at my computer with my feet freezing.
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