The blank canvas intrigues me.  As I start a project, so often seen clearly in my imagination, I wonder how it will appear out there.  There is magic for me, a transformation of simple materials into ideas, emotions, a moment in time.  With a splash of color, dash of paint, capture the light just so, the object becomes a language that speaks to us, no translation needed.

There is joyful pleasure, a tactile playfulness in working with the materials; I love to push the paint around.  Paints of any kind, pastels, pencil, paper and canvas.  Journal in hand, camera at my side, I love to travel, go on quiet walks, take my inspiration from what is given in the moment.  I know no other life than the creative life I have always been an artist.

We of the Blue Moon worked together one afternoon, and between bouts of quiet painting, shared stories of angels, moons, the Dalai Lama, goddesses, clouds, whirled peas, and France.  So became other heavenly bodies.  Enjoy the show.

“…to voyage in a visual world of vibrant color, touch a mood, to capture the timelessness of place — I enjoy sharing the wonder and mystery of the world through my art. There are magical places yet to find, landscapes of the imagination yet to explore.”