Many years ago, on a trip my husband and I took in order to see The Rolling Stones perform, I visited the Walker Art Center in Minneapolis and began a love of contemporary art that I didn't get from studying it in books while attending art school. To see the work of Jackson Pollock, Henry Moore, Jacques Lipchitz, Robert Rauschenberg, Claes Oldenburg, Marcel Duchamp, Constantini Brancusi...and then finally, a woman by the name of Helen Frankenthaler. She was an abstract expressionist and I absolutely loved her organic and fluid colour field paintings. Years after viewing the work, I attempted to work in a manner similar to hers using acrylic house paint rather than turpentine diluted oils on raw canvas and was thrilled by the way everything interacted. I still dream of a time in a large space, where I don't have to worry about paint splatters on flooring or walls, and of working on large sheets of heavy raw canvas.