Beginnings

So, How did I meet my sculptor?

It was Art and Fate!

I was dreaming of becoming and artist and then I  met one. I was living at my parents house and my  Father told me about this Egyptian artist who was  designing their bathroom. One wet evening after  visiting an art college and planning a trip around  the world, my father shouted from downstairs and  I came down the stairs and there he was. I didn’t  take the trip around the world, I did go to the art  college but only for a year. That was all 8 years  ago!….These beautiful bronze pieces were made and distributed by a  gift ware company. It was a beginning…

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