Art is my world, my life. It surrounds me, thus encompassing my family as wholly as my canvas. I once thought that I had chosen to be an artist when I was very young, this idea was flawed. Art chose me. Without it I am lost, like an addict who needs his fix. Sometimes I paint to my detriment; blocking out any other matters of importance, for it is not art that I create, it was art that created me. Tomb For Tea
