It was May 2001. I had never been out of the country before, and I had never dreamed I'd be going to Paris! There I was, 28 years old, in college studying Interior Design, and going to one of the most amazing cities in the world for class credit!
|One of my sketches. This is a detail of some of the embellishments on the columns at the Opera de Paris Garnier.|
|Memories come in many varied forms. I love the b&w photo on the left. That's me in the gardens of Verailles.|
The second thing I cherish is my tiny painting I bought from an artist in the square in the Montmartre district. It is so fantastic to stroll through the square and witness artists at their craft. The history of this artist district and having an actual piece of it thrills me every time I look at it.
|The paint was not even dry as I walk away with a piece of Paris in my hands.|