My Obsession

   I never saw it coming, but growing up around it I never even cared about it. I, as a kid would draw and color for hours. I went to after school art like most kids play sports. I was in the Louisville art assoc. classes as a kid at the Portland museum. I went to the Water Tower and took classes there. As I got older I had a struggle between fitting in and playing sports and my art classes. I then chose art and as i got to thinking about college my life changed. I had my son and gave up all hope of a career in the arts.
Then 14 years later I began crafting to keep my hands busy. I bought a pendent made of glass and as fate has it I asked my dad how it was made. My dad has worked with glass for over 30 years and I knew he would know. He told me to come to his work and he would show me. I thought yeah right, but went anyway, and here my obsession began. I went that day and every day I had a chance after. I found my new medium and fell in love with it. I loved how it broke, and how fragile it was. I started to notice how the light reflected in it and here I began my journey.