Friendship

Earth’s green things delight me—identifying wildflowers, sauteing buttery dandelion buds, welcoming stowaway wild violets, grasping rich garden soil, and photographing flora life cycles. Nature was haven from childhood abuse and is oasis amid adult responsibility.

Nature’s roots run like veins throughout my life and, therefore, art.

The only time I strayed from my desire for color growing up was as a teenager, sketching chromatic pictures such as stamps and prints into the shades of greys using #2 pencils. It is always the challenge in my of trying to portray color through monochromatic variety, then, by light erasure, touch, and the pencil’s sharpness and today through deepening shadows, contrasting, and highlighting.
Nature’s roots run like veins throughout my life and, therefore, art.

The only time I strayed from my desire for color growing up was as a teenager, sketching chromatic pictures such as stamps and prints into the shades of greys using #2 pencils. It is always the challenge in my of trying to portray color through monochromatic variety, then, by light erasure, touch, and the pencil’s sharpness and today through deepening shadows, contrasting, and highlighting.