I was a professional dancer when I was in a terrible motorcycle accident which put me in a wheelchair. Dance was my life. It was the air I breathe. I went into a terrible depression for many years. After a while I took an art course and then I never looked back. It's many years later now and I paint everyday in my studio. I'm still in the wheelchair and I miss dance terribly but I work through it with art. Art saved my life. Today I laugh and I Cry with my paint brush.