I talked to a friend yesterday and found out she had breast cancer and told me she had never been sick a day in her life. No one in her family had cancer and her biggest question was “why me?” She was fine one day and after a routine mammogram, she was facing the big “C”. I have never heard her talk about God in the past, but today she did. She knows my walk with God, so felt comfortable to tell me she felt God wanted her to learn something, or as she indicated, this was what people were telling her right now. She wanted to know what God wanted her to know.
I was not sure what to tell her, but here is what was in my heart that I shared. I told her that sure, that could be the case, but perhaps she was also supposed to be strong for someone else that would be going through the same cancer treatments and her going down the path now was to show her friend the way someday in the future. Or perhaps being strong (she felt she was not) was going to be the beacon of strength for someone else.
I am not sure God allows sorrow and pain in our life for us to learn something. When I lost many babies due to miscarriage, I was able to talk to many other women in my path later on that needed someone to understand them. God must love my friend right now to allow this to be in her life. I look forward to walking with her through this to see how God will work through her.
I paint intuitively by embracing spontaneity to allow passionate paintings to be born through a transforming layering process of acrylics and inks. Each layer informs the next story of paint. In addition to layers often you will find sand, coffee, glass beads or perhaps even a gum wrapper invoking the question of what story is being revealed. I paint what I feel, how I feel, and each found object in my art continues that story. It is my hope that you find a connection to my work and might, if only for a moment, become captivated and feel something within yourself. The art I create are visual expressions of my inner soul, spirit and passion. Once a corporate entrepreneur trapped inside a suit and wearing heels, the desire to put my feelings, thoughts, and emotions on canvas became too powerful. The life-changing event that turned the corporate pen into a paintbrush was the dark world of Alzheimer’s that struck my mother. I could not wait any longer to paint in the event that world captured me as well. Leaving the boardroom behind, what has emerged is a new language expressed on canvas. This language expresses the freedom and unbound passion to create and let my art direct itself without fear or influences that has previously stifled my intuitive style.
Constantly moving around the world, staying in one place no longer than three years at one time, living in the back of a musician’s studio, provided the opportunity to meet vast numbers of different people from all walks of life.
These experiences set the canvas for the style of abstracts I paint because I find these people, locations, and experiences are represented in each painting in some way.
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