As a child, I spent hours at the card table in my grandmother’s Alabama sunroom where she had an endless supply of watercolors and modeling clay available at all times. The whole house was a treasure trove of blank canvases and raw material. A professional painter herself, she taught her grandchildren to keep creativity accessible at all times.

Thankfully, my mother carried on the tradition and by the time I was older, creating was as much a habit to me as showing up first thing at the breakfast table or walking the family Dachshund. Art became about expressing the beauty of the present moment - whether that moment real or existing only in my over-active imagination.

Over the years I have fallen in love with all kinds of art -  landscape, abstract, botanical, and still life. Whether a mountain landscape, or a splash of lines and colors in an abstract painting, every painting carries the same invitation to find the beauty in the present moment. At times that presents as a serene landscape where we can mentally escape for moments at a time. Other times, it’s reflected in the soft dip of a Magnolia leaf caught in a passing breeze. And occasionally, it’s the simple expression of color, pattern, and texture that make up an abstract and speak to the gift of imagination itself. 

As an artist I am constantly scanning the horizon, looking for new ways to view what we tend to brush off as commonplace. To me there is nothing better than translating those discoveries into works of art that others can bring into their own homes as a reminder that they, too, have a standing invitation into the magic of the ordinary.