You never know when you'll have an epiphany.
Mine happened years ago, sitting in a rowboat.
I picked up my husband's Swiss army knife scissors and snipped up the lunch bags to tell my bored children a story, and never looked back.
Ever since, I've been obsessed with cutting paper.
All I need is an ordinary pair of scissors and a piece of paper...
sometimes only a small scrap tucked into a pocket and a child's scissors.
So much of my art is all about how much I can do with how little.
A simple pair of ordinary scissors and a common piece of paper.
How intricate can it be? How much life and love and feeling can be shown with only the simplest materials?
Just scissors and paper combined with an overactive imagination and lots of happy practice!
