Luminaries

When I received my first set of crayons in Kindergarten, I was over the moon with joy. The smell of wax and cardboard, and a set of primary colors allowed me to express myself to the world. I knew I wanted to be an artist then. I drew whenever I could, on paper, on sidewalks with chalk, and sometimes on the walls in our basement, much to my parents’ dismay. Sixty years later I still live and breathe art. It is in the images I create that the viewer will connect to my art in a more visceral way, reaching beyond what the eyes can see.