I am a jack of all trades and a master of none. Many have accused me of being too smart for my own good and stubborn. I am easily amused and excited. I am single and 37. I live with my 3 cats who are my children, not far from Manhattan. I love them more than life. Crowds intimidate and overwhelm me a lot. I prefer more casual and intimate settings to hang out with friends. I am a woman so by nature I am sensitive and emotional. It’s impossible to defy biology.
My hobbies include photography, art, ballet, repurposing things, do-it-yourself projects, girly stuff, like make up, hair, and toiletries. I am not into following fashion trends. I create my own style. Organic foods, fermenting anything, cooking, indoor gardening, building vertical gardens, research and reading. Bowling and basketball are my two favorite sport activities I engage in. Sewing calms me. I cannot knit or crotchet if my life depended on it. I hope to change that some day.
As a child I used to build dollhouses and make all the furniture for them. My grandmother put a paint brush in my hand before I held a pencil. Instead of making mud pies, I sculpted things with modeling clay. Instead of eating berries and flowers I made face paint out of them by extracting their pigments. When my parents could not find me it was because I fell asleep at the top of the cherry or pear tree at the summer house. The last time I rode a bike I hit a rock the wrong way and landed in a thorn bush. I am extremely accident prone to say the least. In the summer they could not keep me out of the water or clothes on me for that matter. 🙂
Ballet, chess club and theater were my extra curricular activities in school. I played the violin and cello once upon a time. Not anymore. I was cast as Cheshire cat and Sugar plum Fairy. I never got to play Alice or Clara. Which made me sad growing up until I realize that Cheshire was cooler than Alice anyways! I find that I intimidate most men. A few have accused me of being emasculating. My defense is that I am not very patient, and well they should learn how to be more secure with their manhood. This is not 1960. A woman should be able to screw in a light bulb herself. Plus, if I had to wait around for a man to get things done, I’d die of old age.
My first modeling gig was at age 13 for my mom’s hairdresser. I was never tall enough for my modeling to go much further than commercial and fashion print. I’m not in my teens or twenties anymore. When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a commercial artist. So, I became a graphic designer and photographer. I discovered that I am much happier behind the lens anyways. I also discovered that when I put a pen to paper magic happens. It’s the one skill I have spent my lifetime honing. Writing. I find it cathartic.