Happy Birthday America OK

Most of my students come from immigrant families. Many are immigrants themselves. My family were immigrants. Looking back on my America, I was raised during the “Melting Pot” era when everyone’s immigrant background was stuffed away and hidden to take Continue Reading …

Artist’s Line

I was addicted to LINE since I was about 5 years old. Dragging pencil line across rougher art paper is a sensual drag. It was the pleasure of friction.  I felt this very young. I always imagined that my veins Continue Reading …

A Baby Me

To all my friends and families too…this is for you. Mostly, now that I am Grandma, and the baby has my senses, I need to ‘come out’….I’m not in the closet because my closets are too packed with art supplies Continue Reading …