I have used my hands in a creative fashion since I was a child. While of course there is always the learning of surgical technique, working with my hands, creating art, has always been a part of who I am. With my father, a clergyman, and self proclaimed contractor I have built countless projects since I was old enough to hold a hammer. I continue to build and renovate my own home today for the sheer satisfaction and joy of it.
I grew up in the home of an artisan. My mother became a goldsmith when I was young and my father and I built her an art studio. What I didn’t realize while building the studio was that I would spend more time in it than she would. Through grade school and high school I made sterling silver jewelry and sold it at street fairs and events in New York. Some of my pieces were even chosen to be displayed in a school show at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
I would listen to the television at night while working in the studio. One night NOVA had a show about plastic surgeons creating normal faces for people with facial deformities. I was drawn to the show and realized that the tools I was using in the studio were extraordinarily similar to the tools needed to restore hope to these patients. I knew then that I wanted to be a board certified plastic surgeon. I have subsequently had the honor of meeting many of the people featured in the documentary.
So daily, I work in an occupation that fulfills my needs as human, artist and craftsman and physician. There is only one thing more gratifying than using these skills to help others…teaching my daughter how to make jewelry and my son to hold a hammer.
To learn more about me contact my office today to schedule a consultation. I would be happy to help you determine what procedures are appropriate and together we can enhance your natural beauty whether it is setting back the hands of time and rejuvenating the face, slimming the waist line by liposuction, or boosting your self confidence with a breast augmentation. Together we can achieve your aesthetic goals.
