I have to laugh at myself as I describe what I do to people. It sounds like I can’t possibly be good or even decent at all of these things. I listen to myself saying… I am a painter, a ceramicist, an architect, a writer, an ice skater, a dancer, a film maker and editor. Am I forgetting anything? At this stage in my life I realize that it doesn’t matter if I’m even good at something. It only matters that I am interested and have an idea of what to do next. So, yes, I do all of these things and in some ways, each one feeds the others.