As I sit here thinking of how blessed I am to be pursuing my passion. I am reminded of the emotional lows and the inspiring high’s along the way. With moments of “ yes I understand’, and then moments of

“ I’m somehow not getting it”, I keep forging ahead. With no formal training, and a late start, I find that I am greatly appreciative of the opportunity to spend the rest of my life developing my passion to capture a moment of truth and emotion from that deep well of life and the human spirit. And the endearing beauty of a dusty object found in the corner , mingling with others and the story they tell through the light that reveals all form.

These thought’s are inspiring to me

“ Art must be an expression of love or it is nothing” Marc Chagall

“ Are we to paint what's on the face, what's inside the face, or what's behind it ?” Picasso

“ To be an artist is to believe in life” -Henry Moore

I have pursued my path along the way through workshops with many inspiring master's. Constantly delving deeply into study. And feel that I am now emerging, while I still have time to develop my artistic voice as that, with my original art.