I guess it shouldn’t be as surprising to me as it is, me becoming an artist, since my mom is one, but here I am, just as surprised as you are. Virginia born and raised, carted up and down the east coast by Uncle Sam, and educated in just about everything (literature, history, psychology) except art. My domain was a classroom for a long time; now, it’s my little studio. Hockey fan (obviously), avid consumer of fantasy (even more obviously), and I can be bought with caffeine. I live with my Viking, two dogs, and two cats, one of which is probably wanted for domestic terrorism.
