I loved art from the minute they put that over sized man's dress shirt on me to protect my oh so lovely dotted Swiss frock. I would have lived at the easel if they would have let me. My mom use to complain that I never stuck with one thing. She was right. I still want to learn it all! The one thing I have stuck with is making glass beads. My style has changed in the 10 years and continues to evolve. And you will rarely find me without a camera in hand. My eye is a camera, it seems to see in frames. I grew up with a father who played at photography. We even had a darkroom in our home. So I am art.
All photographs are taken by me, unless otherwise indicated, and are copyright protected.
That really is dust on my camera! I noticed that I was not myself. Not quite able to put a finger on it. Was I a little depress that my son had left our home and the dynamics had changed. Yes, I'm sure a bit...but something else....what is it.....IT was a stuttering heart attack. I had a heart attack over a six day period. The only symptom was a bit of discomfort in the middle of my chest. When it wouldn't go away I was encourage to go to urgent care...and this is when my life took a spin! I was told that I was having a heart attack and rushed into surgery. I am now trying to get a bit of life back however the meds are knocking me for a loop. I feel blessed to be alive as family history has not been kind to our family. I was surprised as I have never been healthier than this time of my life......so all you woman out there remember....we do not have the usual signs of a heart attack....seek attention for those simple pains...better safe than not. Now I'm working on getting the meds changed so I don't feel like I'm dragging an anchor....soon to me my joyful self again!!!!