Life often takes unexpected turns, and though I enjoyed an early career in international development and public health, I wish I’d begun my journey as an artist sooner. Looking back, I realize that I’ve always viewed the world through a slightly different lens, with a unique perspective that begged expression. My innate ability to tap into a creative mindset, to observe, absorb, and translate the sensory experiences of life into poetry and painting, has always been a part of me. However, succumbing to societal pressures and the allure of what was deemed a more stable and lucrative career path instead diverted my energy.

Though I’ve always dabbled in art, I began painting seriously in my mid-forties. I was drawn to the work of a local artist and began taking classes with him. Allowing myself to explore my long neglected creativity felt liberating and quickly consumed much of my free time. It took me a few years to establish a skill set and find my unique style. With encouragement from my family, I’ve spent countless hours honing my skills, reading up on color theory and composition, studying with established fine artists in person and virtually, and practicing daily. I have never felt more alive. It’s as if I’ve finally found my true calling, a place where inhibitions melt away, and I’m able to immerse myself fully in the act of creation.

I’ve always been drawn to nature and the outdoors. Now, every sight, smell, touch, and sound is inspiration for new work. Through my artwork, I aim to forge connections – with myself, with others, and with the environment that has always been a source of solace and inspiration for me. I hope that my paintings convey the depth of emotion that I feel for the natural world, and the importance of preserving natural places for future generations.