I started painting and I took this as seriously as I did my nursing. In Europe, one guy lived across the street from, he was a German artist and he started me in painting. Then we moved to Holland and the teacher of the art school was about a block away and he came over to my apartment and gave me lessons. Then I was getting pretty cocky, they were terrible, but I was getting pretty cocky. My husband put me in the Baltimore Art Institute. But I was only there for about a year. From then on I started on my own. So I didn't do this for nothing.