No matter how I look back over my life art has in some way been there. It has been my backdrop without knowing how or why or even when it would happen. I just knew it was there. I used to live in a caravan park in my teens and Mum would be out on a Saturday morning usually and I would set myself up on the little kitchen table with my grey lead, rubber and sketchpad. I'd sketch away while watching the Saturday morning cartoons. They were the best times just in my my own world honing my skill without knowing why really? I just loved doing it. I wanted what ever I was drawing to look exactly the same in my sketch. Lightly shading away. Most of the time my composition was like a soup sandwich but it was those moments that un- be - known to me was my training. I watched a show on the ABC here in Australia a while back on a guy named Ahn Doh not how you spell it but something like that. He was talking about how he was doing a big clean up in his garage throwing out all that he didn't use or need anymore. He said when it came to throwing out all his art gear as as he hadn't painted in years, He just couldn't do it. He then realized this was his secret desire. All the other stuff in life just got in the way. I understood as I have been in exactly the same predicament. I collect so much art gear that I will never use but I would never throw it away. We go to Uni do courses for a proper career but what is your secret desire? If everything was taken care of what would you do? I know what I'd do. Create.... That's my real secret desire.....