For hours and hours on end I find myself losing track of time while creating new pieces of work. Art has been a constant throughout my life, as much a part of me as my arms and legs! From the time I was two, at least from what my mom tells me, I would pick petals off of flowers, and create collages from the different shapes and colors. Now, even when I go for a jog outside, or am simply walking through the halls in school, images come to me from what is around me, pushing me to imagine how I may incorporate them into a piece of artwork. I can’t seem to help it. I see colors and shapes and patterns that inspire me to create. Art touches all of us, visually, emotionally, globally, and I’m so lucky to have felt that “calling” to create it.