I've been the artsy type since I could crawl. My grandfather unknowingly named my business when I was four years old and playing in the mud after a heavy rain. My grandmother, bless her good intentions, was quite irritated with the fact it was just before Sunday services and I was mud, head to toe. My grandfather just chuckled, plucked me out of the mud, tossed me in the tub and told her to relax. "This little one has her 'creative juices' flowing." I have been painting, pottering and crafting ever since. 30 years later, I named my studio, Creative Juicez, because of his understanding with me and his amusement at my grandmother's irritation. I have yet, to live it down.