I've been aware of the story of Titanic since I can remember. When I was 4-5 I even went on a trip with my family to Nova Scotia (yes we did go to Halifax), but my passion for Titanic was really sparked when I saw the movie and I've been reading about it since. I remember drawing pictures in class too and since I am an artist, I've actually got plans to paint a real portrait (using oil paints) of the Titanic. It wont be on sale, however. It's a personal painting. I really cant explain why I have such an obsession with the tragedy, normally I am not one to obsess over such things, and I'm definately not the type that cries in movies or over tv shows etc. (to add, I usually wait til movies come out on dvd to see them, but this one I saw in the theatre) butt this is different. I really can't explain it. I guess because it was such a magnificent peice of architecture and technology, the grandure and elegance, and of course the loss of life, the stories. To have it all just taken away like that, in such a cruel manor. Such a beautiful ship. Even today, Titanic's elegance and beauty has not been matched. I also think the era it took place in has something to do with it, oh yeah, and I like boats too. Born and raised in Maryland, home of the beautiful Chesapeake Bay and on the Atlantic ocean. Dad used to have a small yacht, hopefully I'll have one too (soon as I start makin some money). But I guess since the movie had an impact on how I feel about Titanic means I'm not a "true 'Titanic lover'".

Jessica