For years, I longed to create art but couldn’t get past my perceptions and misconceptions of what it took to create art. One day, a dear friend bought me my first easel – invested in my dream to paint. Over the last many years, solitude, reflection, thankfulness and prayer have helped me to see, to listen and to be still. From those precious beginning times to this new season, I am still learning to listen well, to paint stories and adventures.
One day I might paint a personal encouragement for someone. Another time, an image to capture the essence to a poem or song I’ve written. Still other times an image directly related to a portion of a poem I’ve written. I may capture the essence of a song I’ve written or paint a story that unfolds over the process of painting. Music, art and poetry flow freely between and through. More often than not, the creative process begins with a great cup of coffee, quiet time and a view with room to dream.
I love the journey. Wherever my brushes and I may be, whether in my beloved office, or on site at an event, or out and about somewhere new, each picture begins with reflection and light. There’s always room for a view, with continual space in any place for solitude and an ever-increasing opportunity to discover.
Here is a selection of paintings created in a variety of settings along with their descriptions.