Drawing is the lifeblood of art for me. More than any media, drawing from life gives me a thrill like nothing else. Adrenaline flows because I am afraid I won't be able to capture the precious moment I see before my eyes. What if I fail? But then when my plan to produce what I see with my eye flows through my hands I am always returned to the thrill I felt as a five-year-old after I first drew the pretty profile face in a "Draw Me" ad. I will never forget the excitement as I presented the drawing to my Mother and her best friend, Winn, as they sat having coffee. It was an adrenaline moment then and still is to this day. I relate this to an athlete's "zone" when I am drawing from life and suddenly everything is working. It is as if it is not "me" doing the work, but something "other". It is a glorious feeling like nothing else.