I AM UNABLE TO RESPOND WHEN PEOPLE ASK HOW LONG I HAVE BEEN DOING ART BECAUSE I DO NOT REMEMBER A TIME WHEN I WASN'T. MOST OF THE TIME, I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE I WAS. MY FAMILY FREQUENTLY WENT OUT TO EAT SUSHI, AND WAITING FOR THE FOOD TO ARRIVE WAS AN AGONIZING BATTLE. WITH A CHOPSTICK AND SOME SOY SAUCE, I WOULD PASS THE TIME BY PAINTING LANDSCAPES INTO THE NAPKINS. DURING BREAKFAST EVERY MORNING BEFORE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL, I WOULD POOL MAPLE SYRUP ON TOP OF MY WAFFLES, LETTING THE STICKINESS DRIP INTO A STAR, A HEART, OR ANY SHAPE THAT CAME TO MIND. AND AT THE END OF EACH SCHOOL YEAR, WHEN I WOULD CLEAR OUT MY FOLDERS OVERFLOWING WITH HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENTS, I'D FIND FACES AND DOODLES SKETCHED INTO THE MARGINS ON EVERY PAGE.