Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA
Raised in the tiny artist colony of Taos, New Mexico, I grew up in the midst of creativity. Believing that everyone is an artist of some sort on the inside, regardless of what they show on the outside. I’m still convinced of that.
I taught myself how to paint and everyday is a new lesson. For years I painted whimsical dogs and loved every minute of it, until I didn’t. So I opened a restaurant for a few years and let the creative juices flow as food, until I couldn’t stave off the yearning for a paintbrush, rather than a spatula, in my hand.
I was in Australia when I dreamt of lovely, mighty features with wondrous birds perched atop their heads. Back I went to New Mexico and began to paint them.
They are fixed minutes of simplicity.
It’s as undemanding as that.