About five years ago now, as I was struggling between continuing to work full time or give more time to my art. My dear friend Janet Taylor Pickett introduced me to photographer Bill Westheimer. I remember the day I visited his studio in the gorgeous carriage house of a mansion no longer standing in Llewellyn Park, West Orange, New Jersey. He was busy collecting images of the hands of people that use them for work (which I guess we all do in one way or another).... After he photographed my hand, he ask me to write a statement about what working with my hands means to me...
