I am an American artist. I've lived in Europe since 1998 when I came to Sweden to work on the Icehotel. My marriage was breaking up so I got stranded in Amsterdam where my husband was attending the Gerrit Rietveld Academie. We lived in squats and experienced the last of that epic beginning with the eviction of the Kalenderpanden (http://entrepotdok.squat.net/engels.htm). I hated Amsterdam from the moment I arrived at Centraal Station from Schiphol but it, of all the major cities I've lived in from New York to Paris to Berlin and now London, nurtured me into the artist I am today. I left New York to pursue my art, an artform that had no name, place or image which could be found in the stimulating confines of the familiar.