I’ve always enjoyed painting. But I wasn’t an artist. I was a corporate consultant. I was a mom. I was a frustrated creative staring at a blank canvas with no direction.

But then it dawned on me. It’s as simple as painting what inspires me.

So I did.

I painted a guitar, and it clicked. Then I painted flowers. And ladies. And much like in a movie when the character is writing so frantically that the pieces of paper are flying off of the desk, I poured decades of experiences onto canvases and haven’t slowed down since.

I am self-taught, working primarily with acrylics and embracing the messiness and forgiving nature of palette knives. I am known for my signature style of layers upon layers of textures and colors, with a collection that is varied yet identifiable.

Now I proudly say that I am an artist.