I have been drawing, painting and making things since I was a child. My earliest and happiest memories involve looking at or making art. I love being an artist, bringing order out of chaos. The studio is a sacred space where color and line flow together becoming visible pointers to something far greater than myself. The alchemy of art making is the most compelling of mysteries. I show up, pick up my tools, and let my mind wander. Time disappears; sounds diminish; one move leads to another and another –and on a good day, transformation happens: mute canvas, paint and paper are given meanings that stir conversation, argument, emotions, ultimately giving voice to ideas words cannot express.
My work relies on the symbolic use of color, shapes and characters to depict internal landscapes. These compositions are lately informed by my experience living as a transplanted Alaskan in the endlessly marvelous urban environment that is Seattle, as well as by my fledgling mindfulness practices: meditation and yoga.
I am currently fascinated by transformation, transition and transport from one place, elevation or psychological state to another. My vocabulary of symbols includes ladders (standing for prayer), bridges (spiritual evolution), trees (personal growth), leaves and seed pods (community), and images of water bearing objects (cup, bowl, shower head, cloud) to talk about cleansing and renewal.