How I became a Stone Carver

So, I carve stone.  Yes, a sculptress or sculptor or sculpt person if you prefer.  I've been sculpting since 1992 when I lived in Laguna Beach, California.  And this is my story how it came about: 

It started by volunteering as a docent in the three-acre Hortense Miller Garden located in Boat Canyon just above Pacific Coast Highway (PCH). 

Ever since I'd read a magazine article about a princess who was a hands-on-gardener of 20 acres I wondered what it would be like to garden large.  HMG was an opportunity to learn from the originator.
Hortense used trees like bushes, bushes and vines like flower plots and only bulbs as spots of flowers during the different seasons.  

I loved it there--so much greenery with a view out to the ocean.  I liked my fellow docents too.  One of them, a former art teacher, suggested if I liked green-scapes then I'd love the location of the Saturday stone sculpting classes out at the Art Institute in Laguna Canyon.  I went the next Saturday and he was right.  Within an hour I fell in love with stone, stone carving, carving tools and carving out under the shady sycamore trees with sandstone cliffs in the distance.

My mother, a native Texan, where I live now, always said when I told a story I'd go all around the house and come up by Nellie's room (her way of saying I'm wordy).  Guess she's right.  But I'll talk more about Stone Carving the next time.

Hope this inspires some reader to just get started doing something they like and maybe it will lead to something they like even better they didn't even know was there.

Live the life you've imagined--Henry Thoreau