Apparently, I would draw images from my visual world onto Mom’s walls before setting a foot in school. I progressed to drawing cartoons in the margins of all my text books. Art was the only “A” on my report card. I eventually graduated from the Ontario College of Art majoring in Advertising and Graphic Design. A professor there suggested I should be a painter. I chose an exciting career in Toronto’s Advertising Agencies which morphed into freelancing graphic design and a quarter century zipped by. I did not paint. While freelancing, I slid into teaching all things graphic at the College level. That grew to a twenty year gig during which I learned more about art than I did in all my previous life. Thank you, all my talented students, for what you taught me. Still, I did not pick up a brush. Retirement stopped regular pay cheques but it did not stop my mind. Images came fast and furious and I had to get them on paper. So, I studied watercolour skills and have toiled to perfect them and finally become a painter in watercolour.
