I gave up painting when I was ten years old. When I got good grades in everything but art I decided to concentrate on what I was good at. I tried my hand at painting in midlife, fell in love with it, and allowed myself to be carried away by it.  The grace of getting older was that I no longer cared what the teacher thought.  I wanted the pleasure of paint and color.

 The spiritual imperative that I feel at this time in my live is to be attentive to beauty.  Painting helps me to do that.  The inspiration for my painting comes from the world around me and from my love of paint and color.