I create art to bring beauty, hope, goodness to heart and home. From inspiration to completion, my subject and process celebrates these words:

Blessed are they who see beauty in humble places

Camille Pissarro, Impressionist Painter

I found that statement to be true in grief before and after loss. Not only is there beauty, there is hope and goodness. My palette is inspired by the seasons, which I imagine re-enact the journey of grief. Summer begins the story. What we love (red) thrives. When rain (blue) and sun (yellow) kiss, everything is green. All is well. The earth ever so slightly tilts away from the sun. A shadow (black, white) threatens what we love. Green fades. Life slows. A spectrum of color bloom (red, yellow, orange, purple) Suddenly, things are not as they should be or as we hoped they would be. What was vibrant, turns brown. Etched against the cool white of winter, what is left waits. When what we love is gone, promise slumbers. Spring will come.

Natural and manmade ephemera create texture on a blank canvas. Tree bark or a metal circle add pattern on art pages.. The splendor of a sunset or the vastness of a mountain view may be the next painting. A singular humble place catches my eye. Perhaps it is a gnarled tree, or the anonymity of a farmer on his  tractor in the grandeur of green.