I had always considered myself to be a watercolor artist and to be honest, I was always boxed in by those thoughts and that particular "label". I thought that's all I could and would ever do with my art. Then life has a funny way of coming along and throwing you a a curve ball, or two, or three. Some know, some don't, but I had a very dear friend that committed suicide - it will be 3 years this July. After that happened, I lost my heart and lost my way. I couldn't think straight and was overwhelmed with emotion. He left me a goodbye note. I thought I should have seen it coming. I thought I could have stopped it if I had known. There are so many emotions, even still. I never thought I would pick up a brush again - and I didn't...for a long time. Later that same year, by some divine intervention or design, I happened upon a workshop that Carol Nelson was doing on mixed media techniques. I didn't r...