Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once one grows up. -Pablo Picasso

Each of us lives many lives in one lifetime. I count myself very lucky because my love of art has followed me from childhood into my adult lives.

I grew up doing art... drawing, painting, woodworking, ceramics, calligraphy, any kind of art. Yet it never occurred to me, as a young person, that I could become a professional artist. Back in university I initially studied Modern Languages. But really, I was drifting, unsure of my direction. Then I signed up for Art History 101 and was hooked - so much so that I immediately switched my major. Some people were perplexed by my "impractical" choice, but the universe had a plan for me. A few years after completing my BA, I went on to do my BEd and became a high school teacher. It wasn't long before I decided to take some Additional Qualifications courses at Ottawa U, specializing in Visual Arts. As a result, I spent most of my career teaching teenagers about accessing their creativity, about different techniques, art materials and tools... and yes, about Art History too. What a great gig. Along the way, I had the privilege to work with many talented local artists, to attend workshops and classes, and to learn new techniques. Professional development went hand in hand with personal artistic development.

In my current (post-teaching) life, I'm able to devote time and energy to developing my artistic style, rather than to pedagogy. I've combined several of my favourite materials and techniques: painting, pushing the limits of mixed media, and photography. Who knows where this particular life will lead?