My relationship with arts and crafts has always been an on and off thing. One minute, I'm bursting with creativity, and then the next, I'll put aside my sketchbooks and craft supplies for months, or even years. I guess you could say it's an ongoing pattern in my life. When I was a little girl, I loved to draw and paint, so I've always been a bit of an artist. Growing up, art was one of my favorite classes. In high school, though, I thought I wanted to pursue a career in math or science. Upon entering college, I majored in architecture for my first semester, which required a basic drawing class. That was all it took. True to form, I returned to art once more. After receiving my art degree back in 2005, I suffered from lack of focus and direction. I knew I loved art, but what to do with it? During school, it seemed like my choices were limited to narrative illustration, graphic design, fine art, or teaching—all great, but none felt exactly right for me. I half-hearted