I was a child of the '60s and I grew up in the suburb of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. It was a time of innocence, and children were encouraged to play outdoors in the fresh air and the sunshine all day long. We all had a great time catching butterflies and tadpoles and exploring old abandoned farmhouses near a place called, 'The Pioneer Village.'  Early one summer morning I was walking with a friend, and we decided to explore the Black Creek Ravine. We walked along the path of the stream which was unmanicured and growing wild. Along the way, we met an artist in a field of wildflowers. He was sitting in front of his easel painting the flowery landscape. His painting was very life-like and realistic appeared to come off the page. It was magical! I was awe-struck with inspiration. It was then that I realized what I wanted to be when I grew up. This formative, magical experience has become a part of my life's dream which led to my becoming a graduate of the Ontario College of Art and Design. My art journey started with my interest in making pottery, and several years later I realized that I wanted to paint landscapes. Through the practice of making art, I   have  developed an appreciation  for color and beauty everywhere