I've been looking through my collections, and through the many paintings in my studio.  I have enjoyed remembering painting each one, and reflecting on the inspiration behind each.  Some of them are old works, beginning works, and some are newer.  I decided to choose one each month and feature it here.  These are all still available.  Enjoy!



I did a small series of paintings with this throwback style reminiscent of the seventies.  Its retro vibe reminds me of an easier time.  The minimal landscape allows the viewer to connect to the more organic nature of the tree, and the singular tree allows you to tap into the feelings of strength, peace and serenity that nature gives us. 

The metaphorical symbolism of a tree's strength, its roots holding on tho the earth, its honesty and its ability to reach for the sky, is not lost on me, and it centers me when I need the quiet and the escape from the everyday. 



As part of my National Parks Collection, I wanted to give a nod to the East Coast - something different, other than the grand vistas of the western parks.  I chose to paint the Blue Ridge Parkway.  This road holds a special place in my heart because it was part of the first of many road trips I took with my sister, Kathy.  These trips were so incredibly special and meaningful to me as it was where I got to know and really love my sister - her free spirit, her adventurous nature and her goofy, fun-loving silly side.  

Kathy and I grew up five years apart, and it wasnt until we were adults that we were able to connect in such a close way.  I am eternally grateful for this first road trip, and for my sister. 



Two Pods was exhibited in the Utah Women Artist Exhibition 2020.  The piece is inspired by the dried up weed pods found along the trail when hiking in the fall.  It is open for interpretation for each person, as it will speak to each differently.  You may see it as beauty being nontraditional; it can be aged, past it's prime, and unexpected.  Two pods in a field may speak to lifelong friendships, connectedness or the simple act of standing side by side as our lives move forward, in friendship and love.



This is a favorite painting of mine.  I love the movement of the clouds and the color.  It is painted from a photo I took in 9 Mile Canyon in Moab one Valentine's Day.  My husband and I went down for a camping trip, on a whim and decided to take his jeep, a picnic and a bottle of wine, to this overlook at the end of 9 Mile Canyon.  There we sat and watched the sunset, and reconnected with all the beauty that life has to offer.  It was a magical time.   This painting always takes me back there.



I have a couple of dear friends who are Grand Canyon aficionados -  they are deeply connected to the spirit of the place, the soul of the place.  Rob, at one point on an instagram post wrote something about the canyon putting everything in perspective.  Indeed.  These two and their love for the canyon was my inspiration for this painting - the first in my National Parks Collection.  I over saturated the colors because this is the way it speaks to me, not always in subtle grace, but in grand gestures.



This is actually a new painting, finished recently. I have found myself in a creative slump due to the pandemic, the election, politics, and the general happenings in the world right now.  There has just been so much "noise" swirling around my head that I hadnt been able to allow the creative juices to come through.  After the election, I felt a renewed sense of hope.  This allowed me to pick up a paint brush, and then see what came out - to open my mind and create.  This painting is the result.



This painting is designed to stir something in you, to awaken your sensibilities. A patron of the gallery commented on this painting that he "could never hang it in his house" - immediately that sounds negative, but I was intrigued. When I asked him why, he said that it was too "dark", that he saw destruction, and chaos. Personally, I was so happy to hear this! Art should evoke a reaction. Alternately, a co-worker had the opposite reaction. She loved the title, and thought that this painting could awaken people's consciousnesses, that it was hopeful. As an artist I couldn't be more validated at the varied and strong response.



This is an old painting I did a number of years ago, when fires ravaged California at that time. What's old is new again? Considering that was small potatoes compared to what is happening now, is rather mind blowing. My heart aches for the people there (and OR and WA), as I cannot imagine what they are going through.  My admiration for the firefighters tasked with this immense job is limitless.