Painting is my first love. Whatever else I discover and do and enjoy, I always go back to painting. I am self-taught: that is, I started with a fervent desire to paint; I studied the masters and their use of light and perspective, among other things; I spent hours in art galleries; I read textbooks; I experimented, I practised, practised, practised, and practised some more. I figured out techniques by trial and error. It took years before I would let my work out before the public. And even then I knew I would have to keep learning. I am still learning.
While working at the bookstore, I was looking through a book on interior design and saw a photograph of a white dress, or it may have been an Edwardian petticoat, hanging on an armoire: more than anything, it was the composition that grabbed my eye. The image stuck in my mind and I knew I wanted to paint it -- not the photograph, but the idea of it, which in my mind became a white, ethereal, almost ghost-like dress floating timelessly in space.