2016. Collage and acrylic paint on canvas
Maps and antique paper hold a story all of their own. This one deconstructs maps and scraps, putting the chapters back together to reflect on the New England towns of my early days, the new story I’m writing for myself. The calming acrylic colors bring the story together like bookends, leaving a cliffhanger as the wheels ride off the edge of the canvas.
2016. Acrylic paint on canvas
I was channelling the thunderstorms of the east coast as I painted these electric clouds. With this storm that is rolling in, there is a level of warmth and comfort in the tender and puffy clouds as they drip down the canvas to spread their warmth.
2017. Acrylic paint on canvas
A wistful breeze connects us all: the cityscape with open landscape, the young with the old, the wealthy with the poor...across faiths, backgrounds, and dreams. Let’s walk together and see how we can grow.
2016. Collage and Acrylic paint on canvas
San Francisco is a city of surprises, both for the visitor and for the resident. Hidden stories, proud history, shameful history, diversity of thought, intention and change. The music notes and words in this piece are a reminder of the movement and tempo of life in The City, and the stories that unite us.
28”x30”Acrylic on canvas