Every day is a day of discovery of some sort or another. Here will be the story of the discovery of my creative self. Some background will help. Over the years I had tried to find myself a creative outlet. I tried drawing, rug hooking and tried to teach myself to knit from a book. While I had some successes with rug hooking (latch and more traditional both), my back did not like the activity so I let that lapse. The picture here is of a rug I made for my mother during my college days.
My real discoveries began with voice lessons about 10 years ago. Singing had always been a love. Taking the time to really learn how got the juices flowing. Finding a craft that fit was soon to follow. More on that soon.
