Being an artist, for me, has altered life as I knew it. Since 1985, I've been a mother, and since 1991, a mother of four. That involved learning how to cook, creating a pleasant home for my family, a little psychology, gardening, painting (the walls, not a picture), plumbing (installed a toilet), electrical work, general carpentry (added a room to the house), tile work, landscaping (designed and installed patios and footpaths), and entertaining, among other things.

Now, I spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about and creating art. Most of it indoors. By myself. Not that there's anything wrong with that. It's just different.