I grew up in a house ruled by the Great and Benevolent Tyranny of Art. My mother was an Artist, and as a child, I was dragged to every art gallery within a two hour driving range. In England, this meant the National Gallery and various Tates. Once we moved to the west coast of Canada it meant week-end after week-end of Emily Carr's dreary green trees.

Always a bit on the quiet side, as well as natural contrarian, I absented myself from the Great Tyranny. The art supplies my mother supplied in abundance went unappreciated and it's only recently that I've been able to view Emily Carr's trees with any degree of objectivity. Instead, I immersed myself in books. Watership Down, The Secret Garden, The Hobbit, A Wrinkle in Time, Alice in Wonderland: anything with a separate world and fantasy elements were my favourites.

As an adult I followed a highly conventional path: I earned a commerce degree, married, and had three children. I began taking photography seriously in 2003, when I realized that on family vacations I was looking forward more to photo opportunities than to relaxing on the beach.  I loved photography, but soon grew tired of just taking a pretty picture.  I wanted the photographs to mean something; I had opinions I needed to express.

I discovered Photoshop in 2006 and was quickly intrigued by the prolific array of options.  Almost immediately, I was creating images featuring my children.  I also experimented with more abstract works, which featured words and some sort of play of geometry along with my photographs.   As I thought about the work I was creating and what was important to me, my work evolved, and it now exists as two different streams: pure abstraction and childhood fantasies.

I continue to enjoy photography.  It serves as inspiration, and an exploration of what it is means to see.