My mother was an artist as well, and all free time I had was spent in a corner of her art shop creating emotional and moving works of art. Every day after school I would retreat to the art shop and pour my soul out onto the canvas. I see this time of my life as my training phase- I was teaching myself the triumphs and frustrations of being an artist.
We lived in a log cabin in the heart of the Eastern Sierras which my Grandfather built In the 50’s, and it was an incredibly wild upbringing. The cabin was planted on the side of a mountain with no neighbors in sight. We didn’t have electricity until after my father passed away when I was 10, which fostered an incredibly profound connection to the land, my ancestors and guides, and the dimensions of reality that are so naturally accessible to children. From a young age I often drew angels and fairies, and retreated by myself to commune with them in the forest. I could see high vibrational beings and energies of light around me, and it was only later that I consciously discovered my psychic gifts and learned to channel them into my art.