Jill Falk.....(that's me!).  Born on the day of Saturn, January 13, 1979.

Grew up building forts, riding horses and dirtbikes, drawing, collecting algea in the creek for her witch's potions, talking to trees, playing with her cats, dogs, horses, and pet lamb.  Other things happened too, but those are the best parts.  Also, making lizard racetracks was good too.

  The oldest of five children, Jill had direct access to live experimentation guinea pigs.  Mostly I would say she was a pretty good sister.  And when she did things that were not so nice, she generally pulled a slick manuaver and let another poor sap take the fall for her.  As I have sworn a vow of secrecy with the heroine of this story I cannot dispose of lightly any of those tales.  As there may be others who read this, that might take some of these revealing truths as quite a shock.  And we would not want to cause anyone heartburn over the mere reading of an artists website bio.

 Jill grew up, lots of stuff happened, that may hold quite a bit of interest to her, but believe me, I've perused over most of it, and I don't think you really need to hear any of that right now.  I'll just throw in some of the highlights.

Grown up Jill had many adventures, tried art school a couple of times, in between fighting off monsters and goblins with a large stick that was meant to be the legendary sword of destiny.   She pretty much fell in love with painting.  And decided she wanted to do that the most of anything, even more than going to school and learning how to do it.  (Even though I might add, she alwasy got very high marks on her report cards).   And that my dear readers is excactly what she did...........

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And if she does anything else worth writting about, I'll let you know.