I started out with paint by numbers in the hospital when I had my tonsils removed at the age of five.
Every year after that my Mom would buy different art mediums charcoal, oils, pastels watercolor.
I painted up to the age of twenty two after losing my maternal Grandfather to lung cancer I no longer had joy in painting. He was the one who encouraged me in my endeavor as an artist. I set aside all my supplies and put all my energy into motherhood.
In my late thirties I found myself in a depressed state of mind, never having a career and free time on my hands , I began doodling which in turn became sketch's. I had rediscovered my creative side. Wanting to do more I went out and bought watercolors dappling in those for awhile. When one day after rummaging through my closet I found my Rembrandt pastels that my Mom bought me when I was twelve.
I fell in love with the soft buttery texture and the feathery effects you make by using your hand as a tool, much like finger painting.I was on a roll creating landscape to portraits using the pastels, entering art contest and winning ribbons and getting articles published about my work.
I started my professional pet portrait business Heartstrings after losing my beloved pet Kinney. After many years of commissioned works I began to feel stifled and very uncreative.
I challenged myself into making abstract works for the life of me I could not understand until I began to play with color and found movement in the formation of colors touching color. I was hooked. I found a liberating form of creativity, a mindless joy of working with color.
I rarely have preconceived ideas. I just start painting and my mind eye see
something that I just follow.
I have no training nor am I interested in learning.
I just paint for me.
When am happy,sad,lonely or confused art helps me become focused.
I am able to clear my mind of unwanted thoughts
Art is a creative force which frees the spirit, we make our own world when we paint I like to think mine is a world of color and feeling.
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