Making art is a continuous process of making decisions. It involves concentrated looking, seeing, imagining – and manipulating wonderful materials. It is engrossing work, and it is wonderfully fun. Ideas feed on each other and multiply. Visions and project ideas flood the quieter moments of my life and even my dreams. This has always been true.
I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t drawing, painting or doing some kind of craft. My mother always carried drawing supplies in her purse for my sisters and me, for when we needed entertaining. At five I tried to make a merry-go-round on the record player turntable, but all the paper pieces kept falling off or blowing away when I turned it on.
As an adult I’ve done ceramics, painting, embroidery, sewing, knitting, batik, stained and etched glass, metal sculpture, and always photography. For the last ten years or so, after visiting the Center for Contemporary Printmaking in Norwalk, CT on the recommendation of a friend, I have mostly been consumed by printmaking. Monotypes and paper lithography took over my art life. I still draw, and drawing is a large part of making my prints. But for now at least, I am most intrigued and invigorated by the limitless possibilities that printmaking offers.