I thought for a moment
that you'd believe it ... I'd tell you that I was born with a pencil in my hand. As far back as I can remember, I loved
drawing pictures. Sometimes my folks didn't have two nickels to
rub together, so I wasn't the kind of kid with an unlimited supply of pencils,
crayons or paper. But, perhaps because I was the youngest of five
(and a whiny brat to boot), I
was often able to scrounge a chewed-up pencil stub from an older sibling.
Of course, I could always drum up something to
scribble on ... a scrap of paper ... newspaper margins ... a shirt-cardboard ... an empty tissue box ... whatever.
The bad news:
I didn't pursue a career in art. Instead I took an eight-week
typing course and, for the next forty-three years, worked as a payroll
clerk, accounting assistant, and medical secretary.
The good news:
A short time before retirement, I discovered that one of my neighbours
teaches art. I took the plunge and signed up for lessons! Until that time,
all my doodles and pictures were done in pencil - I was reluctant to work
in colour, not knowing how to proceed. When I started classes
my art teacher, Maya, introduced
me to watercolour pencils - good move! This afforded me the comfort of
using pencil - while starting my venture into the world of colour.
Within a few weeks I began to work in oils.
The rest is history.
I proudly display my artwork on this page, starting with some
black-and-whites, progressing through pictures in watercolour pencil and oils.
I've also included some of my one-stroke projects - lots of fun!
Note: The background for this page is the abstract "Ancient Sound" -
by Paul Klee (1925).