Do you have a special day, or moment when you knew you were going to try to become an artist?
When I think back to When did I start? I remember the year I bought a sumi ink-stone and brush after receiving a gift of Haiku poetry with Sumi-e illustrations. My five year old daughter was in kindergarten, her older brother in 2nd grade, and on the afternoons I could get my two-year old to nap, I would sit by the window and try to paint the white birches and black Japanese pines that were in our back yard.