I am an artist. I am a designer. I am a teacher. I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a survivor. I am the sum of all of my life experiences - good and bad.
For me, creating art is an intimate process. I paint to find peace. I create to discover who I am and what I can accomplish. Art and creating have been a part of my existence for as long as I can remember. As a small child I became a very good self entertainer – I was almost 6 years younger than my sister, my amazing mother provided me a foundation and a special space in which I could create to my heart’s content. I loved to give and share my art.
As I grew, so did my love of art, I chose to study design in college, and moved forward in that direction – my true passion to become a mother really began to emerge during this time. I had plans! After graduating and getting married I expected to start a large family and share my love of art with all these beautiful babies. Five years and many doctors came and went with no sweet babes. It was such an emotional and heartbreaking experience and I abandoned my art almost altogether. Then finally we were blessed with a sweet baby boy – he was my gift from God. I poured my heart and soul into being the best mom I knew how. My art began to grow inside of my heart again, bringing pieces of hope and light back into my world. We did not know, but he would be our only child. Life was happy and full most days and ridiculously hard others.
Shortly after turning 38 I was diagnosed with an advanced stage of Bilateral Invasive Lobular Carcinoma, a type of breast cancer. It was not good, but somehow some of the sweetest moments in my life happened during this time. Surgery and treatments left me physically and emotionally drained. The person I saw in the mirror was not me. Everything that had previously brought me release was a burden or honestly a detriment to my health. I had to recreate myself. I had to teach myself how to be happy again, how to love myself, and find a way to create again so that I could still be the best mother and wife I knew how to be. I began painting with an amazing mentor and through that time with her and my art, I began to feel whole again and feel a purpose to my life. I wanted to give and share my art again.
Every piece I paint is a reflection of what I see and what I love. It is what brings joy and happiness to my soul.
It is, for me, light and hope - and it is something I want to share. Light and hope are beautiful gifts. It is my greatest desire to bring those sweet blessings to others through my art.
Every Journey Must Start Somewhere...
1 + 1 = 3 and there we be! That is where it starts for me. Family. Then and now. I am an abstract impressionistic painter working predominantly in acrylic and oil on canvas. I live in DeLand, Florida with my husband. Our one and only child is currently serving a two year mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in France.
I have had the privilege to live in Florida my whole life and for the most part grew up on the east coast with all of its lovely colors - white sandy beaches, beautiful coral coquina, and almost every shade of blue you could imagine. The warm sunsets and hot nights are always a glorious slideshow of color and the lush greens of our foliage have deep meaning to me and are almost always in my paintings. They evoke memories of my life, my family, creation, and they are what brings me joy.
My family and I love to travel, but Florida is my home and always in my heart.