My work is about simplicity. The marks and minimal gestures at times create stillness and a sense of intimacy.
I strive to draw the viewer into a reductive space that can act as a place for thought, introspection, and serenity.
Although I was born and raised near Lake Michigan in Chicago, I feel most at home in Tucson and the Sonoran Desert. I always knew I’d be an artist. My father was an artist, and my mother was a creative person, so my childhood was infused with artistic expression and sensibility. When I was 7 years old, my father gave me a Yashica TLR camera. We processed the film together in our home darkroom. At age 11, my parents enrolled me in the Art Institute of Chicago children’s art classes. We always had paper pencils and paints around the house. Seriously, it never occurred to me that I would do anything else.
Working out of a small studio in the historic Steinfeld Warehouse in Tucson, I perform simple daily rituals: fill my dog’s water bowl, organize my workspace with the day’s tools, and give thanks for the new day.
Art is my life. I am in love with the tactility of art, I love the way it feels to hold a pencil, to pull it across a deliciously smooth sheet of paper. I love seeing the ways the inks, oils, watercolors move, shine, stain and mark paper and canvas. I love the way they smell. I love that I have at least 1,000 pencils, and still I want more.
To me, the truest part of the creative process is the leap into the unknown. To dare to make something never seen before, transcending the constraints of materials, past history, and cultural expectations.
Staining with inks, oils & watercolor