Children’s and Adult Visual Arts
I think what it comes down to is that nobody ever told me that I COULDN’T be an artist when I grew up. Both of my parents were creative people who taught me that art was always a useful and appropriate way of relating to the world around me. They took me seriously. They encouraged innovative problem solving and showed me that there are always multiple ways of looking at something. So I guess my art education started there. I went to college at U of O, but was more drawn (no pun intended) toward the creative writing classes than to the fine arts. Short fiction. Zine making. These were the things that really got me inspired. My preferred language might be pictures, but what I really wanted to do was tell stories. The natural response was to combine the two. Visual narrative is the result.