For most of my adulthood, I was a teacher, not of art, but primarily of mathematics and science.
A serious spinal cord injury in 2016 changed much of my life, including the professional aspect.
I began drawing during the early stages of my recovery, when I was very limited in my physical abilities, but strongly desired to learn the art of watercolor painting. At long last, I picked up a brush in the fall of 2019, and fell in love.
It was difficult at first, and with the Covid pandemic isolating us from one another, I was immensely grateful for those master artists who generously shared their knowledge through their books, recorded lessons, and/or online workshops, most notably Frank Webb, Stephen Quiller, Paul Jackson, Anne Abgott, Heidi Willis, and Lorraine Watry. It was through their teachings that I began to understand water balance, composition, color theory, and various techniques. Additional gratitude goes out to the many other masters who share their knowledge on social media, of whom there are too many to mention. I still have so very much to learn, but all I can say is that I try to move forward each day.
In addition to painting, I love to garden, explore, listen to stories, walk, be on the beach, and hang out with my family, good friends, and my dogs.
I enjoy painting because it allows me to express not exactly what I see, but what I think and feel about what I see. I can choose to capture a flowing cascade of calla lilies, the balancing act of scissors, the heat of jalapeño peppers, or the dance-like undulations of an unfurling dahlia.