From carefully coloring-in my mom's calligraphy to playing the dot game in church, I was getting lost in all things art-laced from the time a was little. Seeds of creativity started being planted early in the Farmer's Almanac of my heart. Like Austria's Edelweiss, I want to bloom and grow the creative kernels planted in the garden of my heart. So this is me, learning to bloom and grow. I can't create without the swelling in my being of knowing that I'm created myself by an unimaginably creative Creator, and noticing his creation is the inspiration for me to create, myself.more
