can you order Pregabalin online I grew up on the Delmarva peninsula located on the central atlantic shores of the U.S. I was raised in a family of artists. My mother an art teacher, printmaker and painter. My father a painter and picture framer and my brother, a photographer and carpenter. We made regular visits to art museums from NY to DC and whenever we traveled farther we made sure to see whatever art museum was in the area. Naturally I decided to go to art school. When attending Savannah College of Art and Design, I focused on fibers and sculpture with an interest in film and photography.

After leaving school I was punched in the gut with massive debt that was projected to continue for the next 30 years at least. I had to figure out a way to stay afloat, keep my creative drive, start a career and never miss a debt payment. Unfortunately starting a career was the most difficult to do since being a young, confused artist doesn’t pay well or at all.

I worked processing film at a professional photo lab in Philadelphia and in my free time I played in my studio or biked around the city taking photographs. I created a gallery on the first floor of my house and curated four successful shows. I did it all because I loved it but often had to dumpster dive for food to save up money. I scrounged and scraped and lived a frugal life but I knew it wasn’t sustainable.

After a few years I moved to Brooklyn, NY to find the creative career I yearned for. I had started nannying part time in Philly and found part time jobs as a nanny in the city. I freelanced in the other part time doing random jobs like artist assistant, set designer, costume designer, soap packager, dresser for fashion shows and my strangest: I made chandeliers out of cast gummy bears for a tv show. I was trying to get in to prop styling when I realized that I didn’t like the materials I’ve been using. I had no connection with them and worst of all, not much was reusable.

At this point in my life I was making more money and instead of going out and throwing it at the city I hunkered down and lived below my means, as I did in Philly. All the excess went towards my loans. I was determined to be rid of the terrible weight and I was beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

With the finishing line in sight, I had to make moves for the next big plan. I went to a fermentation workshop at an artist community and asked the woman giving the worksop what she thinks I should do ( I have a habit of taking life changing advice from strangers). She named three places for me to go. After I victoriously paid the last cent of my loans, I spent the next couple years at two of them.

The first is Yestermorrow Design/Build school in Vermont where I got my Sustainable Design/Build Certificate. I took classes in permaculture, building design, neighborhood design, root cellar design and much more. The school taught the importance of design and incorporated old ways with newer technology. My instructors encouraged students to be entirely thoughtful in the design of everything from your plantings to your insulation to you’re neighborhood and beyond.

I was hooked and wanted more experience building so I went to Rancho Mastatal, a sustainable education center in Costa Rica. But when I arrived, they didn’t need anything built, they needed a gardener. I took on the role and with the help of a fellow student we managed the nursery, the vegetable gardens, built new beds, experimented with plantings and helped come up with a plan to boost food production.

It was fabulous and hard work and I loved it. I meant to stay for 3 months but stayed for a year. When returning home I wanted to further my knowledge of plants. I miraculously was accepted in the Longwood Professional Gardener Program. Longwood was such an incredibly giving and nurturing place. The institution was dedicated to educating young horticulturists and didn’t skimp by any means. I was given a proper introduction and experience in everything horticulture related from climbing with the arborists to making floral arrangements from chemistry, research, greenhouse management, you name it. We went on field trips to gardens in the area and even toured gardens in England. It was absolutely a stellar opportunity and I highly recommend it for anyone seriously going into horticulture.

While at Longwood I volunteered a few days of the year at Chanticleer Gardens down the road. I fell in love with the place. After graduating I was excepted as an intern as well as received the North American Christopher Lloyd Scholarship to Study at Great Dixter for a year. Last year I spent six months at Chanticleer where I worked with the gardeners in their different areas, visited gardens, took trips to observe plants in the wild and was able to watch the process of installing an elevated walkway.

I’ve been working at Great Dixter in southern England since September 2015. It has been truly amazing and a different way of gardening that is new to me. I am incredibly thankful for the generosity that Longwood, Chanticleer and Great Dixter have offered me. I will forever owe my education to these three gardens and especially the people who have taken the effort and time to teach me. There will always be a place in my heart for them.

This blog is a record of my experience in horticulture and art, my observations and the people I come across. I hope that it is entertaining and informative.