When I finally accepted that life would never be the same was when something shifted and I was able to start painting again. This was the summer of 2020 and the world had spiraled into something sad and scary. There was so much unease and anxiety about leaving my home. I kept gardening...digging and planting and picking up all the rocks I discovered. I've long been a collector of rocks with a collection of pebbles from most places I've visited scattered throughout my house. But that summer of uncertainty was when I started balancing and stacking rocks in my backyard trying to make the impossible seem possible. I found my way back to drawing the "altars" and then painting papers so that I could recreate these totems.

Musings

My Rock Altar series will be on view January 27-February 14 at Dumbarton Church 3133 Dumbarton St NW Washington, DC, 20007
When I finally accepted that life would never be the same was when something shifted and I was able to start painting again.
Because of Ian we had to postpone dancing in the streets
Have Fun and make something creepy!
A chance to see some of my recent work...

How the Rock Altar Series started

When I finally accepted that life would never be the same was when something shifted and I was able to start painting again. This was the summer of 2020 and the world had spiraled into something sad and scary. There was so much unease and anxiety about leaving my home. I kept gardening...digging and planting and picking up all the rocks I discovered. I've long been a collector of rocks with a collection of pebbles from most places I've visited scattered throughout my house. But that summer of uncertainty was when I started balancing and stacking rocks in my backyard trying to make the impossible seem possible. I found my way back to drawing the "altars" and then painting papers so that I could recreate these totems.