Ten years ago my printmaking exploration began as a baby printmaker. My undergraduate prints explored numerous social issues using realistic imagery. As my journey through the printworld led me to graduate school, my intaglio prints took another form. My imagery left the grasp of realism and became abstract. In addition, subjectively my work left behind social issues and addressed more personal issues/feelings I was sifting my way through during graduate school. I became obsessed with bringing out countless textures of the intaglio plates... textures which became alive using a plethora of experimental etching, drypoint, and aquatint methods. I also used multiple plate intaglio to experiment with different hues to find which combination would best fit the subject matter of the print. Subjectively, I incorporated various shapes along with the textures of the intaglio plate to represent myself and others who were involved with my personal life at the time. My personal exploration in graduate school led me away from the very thing I was going to school for. Sadly, but most definitely needed at the time, I set down my diamond-tipped needle as I journeyed into my life's real purpose. However, the fire still burns inside me... the countless logged-in hours in the printshop... the cut-throat competitiveness in graduate school... the stained ink that still resides under my nails... the hydrochloric acid that flows in my blood stream... the rosin that now layers the depths of my lungs... the fire still burns.