It is quite possible that after eating my first mud pie at the age of 7 with the girl down the road, my clay story became inevitable.
From the age of three, my father taught me copperplate writing and we also made plaster of paris sculptures which were painted in bright colours.
Familiarity with the handmade was a feature of my childhood. In my twenties, I built my first gas-fired kiln for raku pottery in Canberra. This led to three years study at the then Canberra School of Art from 1974-76.
Returning to live in Brisbane in 1986, painting was taken up fulltime and initially I was known for painting still life pieces mostly of flowers. My work changed markedly after moving to Toogoolawah in 1996 with an emphasis on environmental themes.