I've been making things for even longer than I can remember, and my parents have the archival evidence to prove it: salt-clay dachshunds, construction paper brooches, spool-and-tape sandals, Barbie clothes and stuffed animals crafted from Dad's neckties. Announcing that I needed some privacy, I'd shut the door to my room and spend silent hours hunched over whatever tools and materials I could get my hands on, trying to figure everything out.
Even after decades of doing it, transforming an idea into reality is still a powerful experience for me, a kind of alchemy. And although I do still spend a lot of time alone in a silent room, trying to figure things out, I also get the satisfaction of sharing my solutions with clients and viewers, and of watching my students achieve their own alchemical moments.
Even after decades of doing it, transforming an idea into reality is still a powerful experience for me, a kind of alchemy. And although I do still spend a lot of time alone in a silent room, trying to figure things out, I also get the satisfaction of sharing my solutions with clients and viewers, and of watching my students achieve their own alchemical moments.
