My Lover spoke,
"Arise my darling, my beautiful one; come with me.
See! The winter is past; flowers appear on the earth. The season of singing has begun."
Song of Solomon 2:10-13
Art is relational - be it between art and artist, art and viewer, or viewer and artist.
For me, I want to create beautiful space - an intimately personal composition activated with sensuous rhythms of intense color, palpable texture, and mixed media. My process, ignited by the question where one ends and the other begins, is visualized by passages of contrast with areas of vibrant energy living next to those resting quietly. A collaboration of intuition and discipline, imagery resonant of nature dissolves into expressionism, becoming as much about the paint, gesture, essence, and emotion. Painting makes me feel alive and is one way to pray.
For you, there is nothing to understand in my paintings, only to see, feel, and experience with the senses.
The painting invites us to just be, one with the other.”
I grew up in Washington, a small eastern North Carolina town where Camellias bloom in winter, Cypress balls fall in summer, and the sun sets over the waters of its Pamlico River.
Along with these pictures in my mind, one of my first memories is enjoying the feel of scratching a pin into our wood windowsills making designs.
My mother fanned this flame giving me an art box with my hand-painted name and filled with colorful paint. My father suggested pursuing art in college.They understood this passion before I.
Fearing my distorted idea an arts education meant abandoning “my voice,” I received a degree in media production from UNC-CH. After marrying and moving to Charlottesville, VA, I eventually left broadcasting sales to pursue a Masters in Teaching from UVA’s Curry School to teach kindergarten. I chose to stay home when my first daughter was born.
Life as expected. Then it changed. Not an ending but a new beginning.
My father died of cancer; two daughters were born within two years; I admitted I was powerless over the alcohol used to gloss bouts of depression and anxiety. God’s love restored me, transforming what seemed like chaos into renewal. This grace gives me the freedom to love, forgive, and create. It was during this season, my desire to draw and paint reemerged. Today with gratitude, I nurture my painting with continual formal study, community with trusted artists, and most often asking "what if?" I paint out of my studio at Artspace in downtown Raleigh, sharing my work directly, or through galleries in NC, VA, and NH, with work collected around the US privately and corporately. I'm grateful to be called daughter, wife, mother, and artist.