I
completed my first piece in grade one. I suppose it was the
beginning of my interest in material. My teacher was mean and
wouldn't allow erasers. I figured out that I could erase the
paper with my rubber-soled gym shoes. I got caught... Will I
string all the beads?...I
am trying to rebuild the world in my own vision. I am the architect,
the artist, the engineer, the dreamer.
