there lived a girl in the land of Chicago whose first name was Hebrew for "princess". She loved drawing "romanciful" (romantic + fanciful) artworks such that she built for them a gallery.

But, the world seemed to prefer a different subject matter: flowers in vases, seasonal landscapes, and even abstract paintings.

Because the girl also loved the computer, she found solace and satisfaction by learning both the traditional and the digital arts.

Hoping a New Renaissance would come about, but, keeping a realistic eye on the clocktower, the girl aptly and humorously named her gallery "Famous After I Die" -- for perhaps right now the world would not embrace her art, but who is to say that they won't after she is gone?

I'm selfish: I want to saturate my life with my own artistic statements...and I would love to sculpt my own tombstone.

--Sarah McNabb