Here you will discover the musings behind the art. What I was thinking. How I was thinking or if I was thinking at all. 

Choices, Choose, Chose

There are days when it seems that most of my choices are sound, especially if it is a genre I am comfortable with.

Today was not one of those days although I did enjoy the process. I spread oil and cold wax on several small wood panels not knowing what the next choice would be. What color to mix? How heavy the hand? What markings to make? What meanings to convey?  It can be an unnerving undertaking when there are endless possibilities.

I've halted for the day as the paint I have chosen dries. I will wait another day to make the next choice.

Choose as if you possess confidence and embrace the messy process along the way.
— Jean Manning
a detail from a work in progress ... cold wax, oil paint on wood panel.

a detail from a work in progress ... cold wax, oil paint on wood panel.

A Procrastinator's New Year's Resolution

New Year's blog:

I don't like New Years. Every passing into the new year reminds me of all the unmet goals that I set the year before. Passing into 2014, I set the last goal that I actually achieved. That goal was to find a studio outside of my home studio which for personal reasons I could no longer work in. I went to Garner Arts Center and found Studio U in Building #24. For two years I expressed what I needed to there. I went there to paint. I went there to work out what I needed to on some very large personally emotional oil paintings that now lean against the wall covered in old bedsheets.

2016 was in many ways a year of uncertainty both creatively, personally, and politically. I am glad to say goodbye.

So here is to 2017. My wish is to now create something new and more positive. I have put aside the fantasy of public recognition or financial success from my paintings...if that is meant to happen it will find its way. For now, I am dedicating the time I have before my son leaves for college, to paint freely and see what comes. I have learned from my past that if I think too much about..."what will become of all this 'stuff'?", I will surely get bogged down.

time to paint for no audience

time to paint for no audience

Garner Arts Festival 2016!

Its that time of year again when the Garner Arts Center (GAGA) celebrates art, music, food, and life. This year's theme celebrates the birth of a river town.....Haverstraw, NY is 400 years old.

Those of you, my friends and neighbors, stop by for all the Festival has to offer. Please include a visit to my studio....Building #24, Studio U

Painting a Marriage

I’ll be kind, if you’ll be faithful. You be sweet and I’ll be grateful.
Cover me with kisses dear. Lighten up the atmosphere...
— Come to Me by The Goo Goo Dolls
"When we're old and near the end, we'll go home and start again."


My husband and I traveled to Tanzania last summer with our two teenage children. We thought that this would be our last trip together before our daughter heads off for college. It became a trip that deeply resonated with all four of us in varying ways.

We were all taken by the Baobab tree with its enormous trunk and wide spreading branches. Our guide Sumawe stopped along the road one day so we could get closer to these unusual trees. In a rare moment of freedom from the safari truck that would be our protective cage from elephants and large cats, we photographed the trees. Sumawe insisted on taking a photo of Tim and I kissing. This painting was born from that moment. As I was painting it I became connected to its symbolic nature.

We had traveled far to come to this place. We have traveled far in our 30+ years of marriage and like this tree we grow towards the sun. Our marriage continues to mend itself from damage by bad weather and deep wounds. We are strong and hope to live a long life providing sustenance and shelter.

Untitled for now     72" x 72"   (oil on canvas)

The Legend of the Upside Down Tree

"A very, very long time ago, say some African legends, the first baobab sprouted beside a small lake. As it grew taller and looked about it spied other trees, noting their colorful flowers, straight and handsome trunks, and large leaves. Then one day the wind died away leaving the water smooth as a mirror, and the tree finally got to see itself. The reflected image shocked it to its root hairs. Its own flowers lacked bright color, its leaves were tiny, it was grossly fat, and its bark resembled the wrinkled hide of an old elephant.

In a strongly worded invocation to the creator, the baobab complained about the bad deal it’d been given. This impertinence had no effect: Following a hasty reconsideration, the deity felt fully satisfied. Relishing the fact that some organisms were purposefully less than perfect, the creator demanded to know whether the baobab found the hippopotamus beautiful, or the hyena’s cry pleasant-and then retired in a huff behind the clouds. But back on earth the barrel-chested whiner neither stopped peering at its reflection nor raising its voice in protest. Finally, an exasperated creator returned from the sky, seized the ingrate by the trunk, yanked it from the ground, turned it over, and replanted it upside down. And from that day since, the baobab has been unable to see its reflection or make complaint; for thousands of years it has worked strictly in silence, paying off its ancient transgression by doing good deeds for people. All across the African continent some variation on this story is told to explain why this species is so unusual and yet so helpful."

Taken with grateful acknowledgement from ECO Products

A Virtual Art Gallery

This is an online world we live in.

As a hoot, I entered an "online gallery competition". Colors of Humanity Art Gallery is an online gallery. This is a new venue for me. The "show" can be viewed strictly online. Each month this gallery presents a different theme. 10% of the proceeds they collect from entrance fees are donated to Your Safe Haven, a nonprofit agency that serves victims of all serious crimes and their families. The show I entered is entitled HUMAN NATURE.

Entries came from over 9 different countries and I felt honored to be selected. One never knows where any kind of exposure will lead.

To view this gallery of art just click on the following link:

Two of my portraits were chosen, "Eviscerate" and "Poison".

Both of these paintings are large scale portraits (6 feet square). In 2014 I began to paint portraits that were not just about the subject or what the person looks like, but how I feel about them. Before this time, I mainly painted children, capturing the various stages of their young lives. These are more psychological and personal. A portrait has the potential to expose our deeper and more layered human nature.