My metal art journey began one day when I was bringing aluminum cans to the scrap yard for the few cents I was going to get for them. Standing and waiting for my turn to place my bag of cans on the scale, I had a chance to look around.
It was unbelievable the amount of iron that was in that yard! Piles and piles of cars, trucks, busses, steel parts, drums, debris and on and on. But in the midst of all that clutter were unique items, like old farm equipment and industrial steel made for a purpose but also with design and detail. I looked around at all those unique pieces and couldn't believe that it was all going to be crushed and cut up for.... I didn't know what?
That day I asked for permission to look at the piles of "junk" and was given a look of "really, what for?" But I wanted to buy some of those unique things and take them home. After a lecture of yard "rules", safety rules and the general rule that consisted of, "if I didn't adhere to the rules I wouldn't be allowed to come back"; I still thought it was worth it, so I walked around in awe of what people throw out!
I also need to give credit where credit is due...
A special thanks to my husband Todd for his never ending love, help and support, even on 2 hours of sleep a night.
My son Bryce for his love, support and help with loading, unloading and anything I ask of him without fail. But best of all, my companion at the scrap yard and brainstorming ideas.
My daughter Liddy for her love, support and helping with all my shows, I couldn't have done it without her. Both physically and emotionally, she has been my "rock".
My sister Michelle for her love, encouraging me, for keeping me grounded and for showing me I can believe in myself.
My Mom for her love and support in all that I do.
And last but not least, Bobby Rad. Without his generosity and kind hearted nature, none of my art would have ever been realized. He has given me opportunities, that without them, I wouldn't have been able to realize my dreams.