Painting has always been my first love and passion. My first painting in kindergarten was a finger painting of a tall tree full of green leaves, in the company of tall, lanky grass swaying in the wind. The tree radiated an orange aura, as if the sunshine was coming from within the tree. My teacher was very impressed with the maturity of the painting as if it suggested experience beyond my age.
It was at that point I realized art would be a major focus in my life. Another memorable experience occurred a few years later on an elementary school field trip. We were visiting the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts, and I was so fascinated with the paintings that I felt drawn into them, completely forgetting about the class I was with. Gradually, the class left me behind, and when the teacher called for me it was like awakening from a dream. That experience with the paintings was so profound, as if I was feeling them with my whole being. I will never forget it.
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