Growing up, it’s safe to say I was the quiet girl. Not necessarily funny or clever, (except for maybe in my head) a true behind the scenes girl. As a natural redhead, with a lower rating on the confidence scale, I learned quickly not to intentionally draw too much attention to myself. The hair and freckles did enough of that on their own. The only folks that might disagree with that statement would be my parents. In the comfort of my home, I was a bit more lively. I do believe ‘spunky’ is the word my mom has used to describe it.
My comfort zone has always been in creating and observing. This lead to much time spent in the art department during high school both drawing and painting, people watching during the wee hours in my college library, and finally behind the camera. I found no fault in being this person, up until a few years ago. I’m not sure if motherhood tripped the trigger, or just the benefit of getting older, but somewhere along the line whispers of more began.