At the impressionable age of fifteen I found my way to the local community art center in Peoria, Illinois to enroll in my first jewelry making class. It was the inauspicious beginning of a lifetime working with metal. When I met a boy several years later who happened to be a jeweler and stone cutter, I jumped the college-bound ship to hide away in an unheated garage/studio at the base of a giant water tower repairing jewelry, making our own, taking apart and occasionally putting back together pretty much everything we could get our hands on, but most especially Volkswagons. We endured freezing Midwestern winters and scorching summers, too young to be miserable. Soon enough, though, I lost my heart to the West Coast and never looked back.
I’ve been living the DIY lifestyle since before it was an acronym. I've made everything from backyard billboards, to utilitarian household objects, clothing and shelter for my daughter, my tools, and me, and along the way receiving an MFA in Metalsmithing from the University of Oregon.