I have always loved anything that I could create from my imagination. When I was nine years old, my grandparents took me to an exhibit on Wayne Thiebaud at the Palace of the Legion of Honor in San Francisco. It was his painting, Confections, that spellbound me. The daring use of color, bold lines, the everyday object turned into the fantastic….it was incredible. My grandmother bought a compilation of his work, and whenever I spent time at her house in the country, I sat at her easel, with my newly purchased acrylic paints, and copied his works. Born in San...more
