Lately our travels slowed down from interstate driving to walking the edges of fields and meadows.

I found myself admiring the way the breeze moved across grass and seed heads, creating ocean movements that have been here since long before us.  I noticed the way shadows and roots wove themselves together to hold the pastures firmly to the earth. 

It is as if the natural world is saying, “I am here. I will always be here.”

This collection is my exploration of this experience.  Making marks using warm and cool colors generate swells of movement, tucking and weaving to develop a subtle movement across the canvas.  The understated strength of color and gesture remind us of those moments when cicadas sing and air currents cool our skin.