Some mornings, it's a violet unfurling a new leaf on the windowsill. Other times, it's a hummingbird pulsing earnestly above an ambrosial bloom, or the light gilding a shoreline at sunset. I paint the things most of us walk past.
I grew up on Cape Cod, on the edge of the Atlantic. The ocean was my first sense of being small in front of something vast and alive. Although I paint from California now, the impulse hasn't changed. I want to stop, really see, and hold onto a moment before it slips by.
I've always been drawn to wild places, the quiet edges where light shifts and feathers settle. But the same wonder lives in a backyard, a windowsill, a tidal pool. What I'm really after is the moment of noticing, wherever it happens, and the reminder it carries: that we belong to the natural world, not apart from it.
Each painting is an invitation to slow down and look closely. I've come to believe that paying attention to the living world is the beginning of caring for it, and that's the direction I hope this work grows towards. I'm glad you're here.
