From the age of three, I have been creating art. I never believed I was good enough to pursue art as a career. Instead I found my calling as a Psychologist and I continued to create art. I painted Winnie the Pooh murals in my college dorm rooms, took a few studio art classes in college, learned to quilt and made jewelry. But nothing felt like home until I discovered the art of Clay Monoprinting. I remember watching the late Mitch Lyons at an art fair demonstrating his process of using wet colored clay as paint and everyday materials to create amazing abstract art. I took a weekend workshop with Mitch and he soon became my mentor and friend. I go into my studio with little or no idea about what I am going to create. I mix up a few colors and begin to layer color on top of color, add texture and images. I do this until the piece speaks to me. It never fails that what I create is reflective of some internal emotional state or recent experience. I will never be able to separate the therapist from the artist – always trying to help people realize that beneath the layers is a spirit, a voice, a strength, which will guide us in this crazy adventure we call life. If only we let ourselves listen to and trust that voice.