I went to college because I love art. I graduated with a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in Graphic Design. I knew a year before I was due to graduate that my major wasn't for me. But when you invest 3 years into something, not to mention, a ton of cash attending a private university, no reasonable person would bail, so I finished, magna cum laude under my belt.

Through the learning process I found I had a knack for photography. The photography professor must have thought so too because she would often invite me to sit in when she hired a model, so I could take photos with her class. As I grew older digital photography took over, and my love for the art grew too. It's like instant gratification. Snap a photo, and there's your artwork.

I also have a passion for cooking. Many times I've thought that I should have attended culinary school, rather than art school. I cook and bake for people all the time, just for the sole purpose of seeing the delight on their face when they taste the first bite. But I am also wise. I am not good at all at multitasking in the kitchen. More than 2 pans going at the same time, and I can guarantee that something is going up in flames. I'm really not good under pressure. Can't cook when people are waiting.

It has finally dawned on me what my perfect career is. It's funny and a little sad that I have figured this out now, considering I just turned 42. Food Stylist. I would have been perfect playing around with a plate of food to make it look so appetizing, your mouth begins to water. Here's a couple of pics I have taken in the past couple of months.