It’s September. Fall is in the crisp, cool, air here. Soon I will be surrounded by the reds, yellows and oranges of the season. The beauty of autumn colors against a clear blue sky can be enough to inspire new art. I will also be taking time to reflect on my summer of travel. One of the highlights of my trips to Europe and Eastern Europe was discovering art that exists outside of galleries and museums. I’ll be sharing images I found interesting, artistic embellishments in the architecture visible everyday. The image below was on the door to a private residence.
I'm a narrative sculptor navigating her way through the ever-changing currents in what feels like an art ocean. Whether appreciating the calm rhythm of calls for art and exhibiting, or waiting to catch a big wave of inspiration to take me to the top. I just love being in the water.
Formerly a pickle packer, theater major, crisis counselor and occupational therapist with a BA in Communications and a BS in Occupational Therapy, only to discover I've always been an artist.
My work grows from a strong connection to people and a passion for discovering the beauty in ordinary things. I sculpt figuratively in clay, utilizing the female form and women’s themes. Frequently my inspiration is drawn from childhood memories and my own short poems. Like each of us as humans every work is uniquely influenced by the past and present and has a narrative.
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