I just finished cleaning my suitcase from my trip to Florida…. and I found these beautiful seashells that I had packed in a special place to keep safe.
While at the beach a few weeks past there was no one else out walking on this cool morning. But off in a distance, was this one lone gentleman in a hat that as I recall made me think of a man from Australia…. me past me, tipped his hat and smiled. As I sat on the beach enjoying the sun and the sand knowing soon I would return to the city, my mind forgot about this kind stranger. I soon took some photos and pushed my toes into the sand and felt as each moment pass, more relaxed.
Soon, in the distance, I saw him returning. It was obvious as his shadow returned as again, no one else had joined the beach yet. This time he slowly walked up to me and handed me all these shells and he said … “I collected the best for you.” That was all he said, and turned an kept walking.
As i am a city girl, this handful of seashells truly intrigued me as I studied each one like each was a gift in itself!!! I am sure he had no idea of what a gift they were to me
Today as i think of the event and being Christmas I can not help think of how our Heavenly Father does the same thing for us!!! He collects the best for us and lovingly hands these gifts to us for us to enjoy.
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.
"An Artist's Walk with God" 
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