There are moments in our lives when we see beyond everyday into what's real. It is art that can take us to this timeless place again and again.
Painting is not easy. After struggling with all the concepts of color and tone, composition and balance, what you put on the canvas expresses the fundamental truth of who you are and how you see the world. You hope that someone else sees what you see . . . . .
At 50, I was just bored, living in a small mountain village (Ruidoso, New Mexico) when I decided to do what had been calling me for 30 years. I had time on my hands, we had retired to a beautiful place, and I started my first drawing class. I studied drawing and design for two years at the local college, before beginning to paint. I remember looking in Artist's magazine and finding someone whose work I just loved, and so I took lots of trips to California (and continue to) in order to study with Susan Sarback, whose own teacher is from the lineage of Monet. (Henry Hensche, along with his teacher, Charles Hawthorne, worked out a method early in the 20th century to make Impressionism teachable at the Cape Cod School of Art.) Once here in the Northwest, I also studied at the Emily Carr Institute in Vancouver, BC, Canada, and completed workshops with other fine artists, most notably for me with Heather Keenan of British Columbia, who taught me to incorporate lovely, soft oil stick techniques. Life has come full circle, and one of my biggest joys now is teaching the method of Sarback, Hensche and Hawthorne at WhaCommunity College. I get to share the vision of the impressionists with other burgeoning artists as we paint our beautiful Northwest landscapes.