Both my parents and siblings are gone now, and I paint from a desire to show them my life now even though I feel orphaned and alone. Colors explode when Joy meets Delight and the dark isolation escapes under the early layers of paint. All the layers then become PATHWAYS, WINDOWS and PORTALS of welcome conversation inviting me to dig deeper into the making of paintings. I invite you to dialogue with me into the mystery of abstract artwork.
"I am often asked about the bold and bright colors I paint with. I do so because my husband is sight-impaired with optic nerve damage in both eyes, congenitally and from an accident. He cannot enjoy the fullness of my artwork as a sighted viewer, nor can he see details or nuances of transparency or pattern. He is my greatest fan."