
“Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.” -Rumi
My passion for the visual arts began with the first slide for an Art History survey class at school. I was so enthralled that I switched majors immediately and spent the next two years happily taking all the courses necessary to graduate. Business travel gave me the opportunity to visit art museums across the United States, experiencing a personal relationship with the paintings and drawings so carefully preserved.
I was a late bloomer, beginning to create in earnest in my 40’s. First taking local, regional art classes and eventually intense study for two years in New York City. That experience not only opened the door to a range of contemporary ideas of what to make but was a solid basis for how to create personal images that are meaningful.
This creative journey has been a survey of its own. Looking back, I see an adventure enriched with different subjects, approaches and media. Figurative, conceptual, landscape, abstract, even botanical illustration. One class in portraiture (that was enough.) Graphite, oils, printmaking, pastels, pen and ink, watercolor. Trying many things with varying degrees of success. All with the goal of bringing images into the world that have importance for me.
Getting older brings with it the wisdom to ignore what others think and spend time digging out what has been put aside, necessarily, in younger years. I continue to take classes, try new media, change subjects, retain professional studio habits and revel in fresh challenges.
After 30 years, the joy of having this beauty in my life has never faded.