It has been said, look to your childhood and recall that which made you happy, it will lead you to your "passion" as an adult. Maybe had I done this, I would have discovered the art of feltmaking much earlier. Raised in a small town in Kansas, at the age of ten I spent every Saturday afternoon in the local yarn shop learning how to knit. At the time I was excited to go because I knew it meant an afternoon treat at the Dairy Queen next door. As I look back, I realize what my attraction was to that quaint hobby shop. It was the backroom. A room filled with shelves full of yarns of every color and texture. After working for years in graphic arts and with various art mediums I found it difficult to focus on a particular medium. Then I discovered the art of feltmaking. An art that combined my love of color, pattern and texture with my early childhood love of "fiber", first discovered in that backroom of a tiny yarn shop in Kansas.
