Dancing With Grandpa

Dancing With Grandpa

When I got married, back in the mid 80’s, my littlest sister was about 4 years old and acted as our flower girl. She was absolutely adorable with little french braids and a pretty white dress. She was very shy about walking up the aisle, but was eventually...
The Blooming Heart

The Blooming Heart

There is a secret back story about this piece I would like to share with you. It is the born again phoenix of an old painting that has been reworked in order to bring smiles and hope, rather than sorrow or regret. Years ago, I painted a heart that was filled with...
Bindings

Bindings

The Ties That Bind… Your tethers are of spider silk, strong, and nearly invisible, while firmly connecting you to your other selves.  You are as bound up in “What used to be”, as you are in “What is”, and “What Will Become”. ...
The Dark Tree

The Dark Tree

Deeply rooted, and well-versed in Time’s Ravages; the Dark Tree grows only from the shattered last hope and answers the soul’s cry for help. It silently offers itself as the last resort and speaks gently of comfort and shelter. It whispers warm welcomes to...
Northern Lights

Northern Lights

I remember seeing the dancing northern lights fairly often as a child growing up in North Dakota, but viewing them as an adult in Idaho hasn’t happened as frequently.  The times when we stood outside in the back yard to view the Idaho version of the auroras...
Sensory Perception

Sensory Perception

I fancy myself a collector of amazements. I am forever unearthing interesting objects to take home, or, at least photographing my non-portable finds. Inevitably, a lot of those amazing things end up in my paintings.  I’ve now done several “Collection of...