Art has been something that holds me together when everything else falls apart. I was bullied at school and had bad a depression because of that. Making art was my outlet. There were some blood and guts and yucky stuff all over the paper. But it was on the paper. Instead of hurting myself I bled my feelings on the paper and freaked my parents out. I think that they kinda understood what was going on. 

Now art brings me pleasure because I can tell a story with my redheaded girls! My strengths are in drawing human faces either from my own imagination or from a model.

I use lots of different techniques when I make art. Mostly watercolors and markers, but also tissues, different papers and glue.

My most resent obsession is black and white art with strong line work.