“Don’t become an artist.” That’s what everyone said. I tried really hard to listen. I gave it the old college try three times, all the while drawing in the margins of my calculus books and copying Gray’s Anatomy when I should have been studying military history. After getting a few degrees and exploring more than a few careers (military, teaching, death investigation, construction contracting, nonprofits), I finally gave in to my fate of producing much art, some of it good! I am an artist.
I hope you enjoy my watercolor and acrylic paintings, in which I pass along the brilliant color that I feel. Summer seems to be the season for watercolor and plein air. In the fall, I tend to draw inward, oftentimes turning to linocut and drawing. Through the winter, I lay it on thick with acrylic and heavy gel medium. Spring? New beginnings all around. I do tend to paint with the seasons because my greatest inspiration is the natural world.
While art is a part of everything I do, it’s not all I do. I spend my days with my family (husband and four kids, 2 dogs and 4 chickens–and if I had my way, I’d add pygmy goats), and we do life together. We get out into the beautiful spaces of the Pacific Northwest and walk and hike and run. We grow a garden (with many healing herbs). And we strike lots of yoga poses. I invite you on this journey with me–to see what the seasons and this bountiful life brings us.