My friend Valerie says that, rather than listing my "credentials" here, I should say something about myself-- my path to becoming a 60-year old artist, healer and Buddhist.
I feel that I, like all of us, was born with particular gifts. One of my first memories was lying in my crib in California enraptured with the play of luminosity and color on the wall. I began articulating my desire to be "an artist when I grow up" when I was five. At eleven, I got my first camera. It was a square plastic Brownie camera which became my constant companion. (I still use a plastic camera on occasions when I want to capture a fresh and naive quality.)
My grandfather, Ernie Altick, was the guide who opened the door for me to spirituality and the subject matter of my creativity-- the transcendent beauty of the natural world. He and my grandmother managed a summer camp in the Colorado Rockies where I spent every summer of my youth, escaping the sweltering confines of suburban Dallas life. And it was to the Colorado mountains that I returned in 2005 when I had the desire to deepen my Tibetan Buddhist meditation practice.
The rest, as we say, is "herstory". And the journey continues. May all sentient beings have happiness and the causes of happiness!