Dreamer, that's what everyone who truley knows me will tell you about me. I've always had a creative streak, partly due to my genetics (my dad is an artist) and part to the fact that Art has a way of sucking me in and helping me escape the now into a whole new world. I used to paint. That's one of my first memories from my childhood. Me holding a brush standing near a table in my father's studio. And I continued to paint into my early twenties.
My new passion is photography. Ever since my child was born I had this need to capture each moment because I could see him changing right in front of my eyes. I left my paintbrushes for my camera and haven't looked back. While painting used to bring me such peace and calm photography achieves the task of capturing my boys everchanging face.
While a good painting still has this power over me and can suck me in somtimes for a few moments other times for days at a time, photography has a way of relieving some of my anxiety over not remembering each moment of my child's life.