I was born to be an artist. My mother was taking art classes at Meramec Community College in St. Louis, Missouri when I was born. Rather than drop out of classes, she brought me with her in an orange crate. This was back in the early 60’s. She had an amazing art studio in our house. An art studio that I envy to this very day. It was a huge space dedicated solely to her creative genius. I spent many days on the floor of her studio creating my own art while she created hers.

Later, Mom began teaching art in the evenings at the local high school. When I was 4 years old, she had me pose for her art students. That was the toughest job I ever had. Try to imagine a 4 year old – any 4 year old – sitting perfectly still for over an hour. I didn’t, but I tried. And apparently, I did a fine job.

Mom mostly worked with painting, oil and acrylic painting. She also delved into sculpture, jewelry, rock cutting, lithographs, pottery, and sewing apparel. Her favorite creative process was acrylic painting. It is my favorite, too. Although, like my mom, I also dabble in jewelry making and sewing.

I am unique. And yet, like so many others who create, I create art that speaks to me. It is my hope that it will speak to you.

Through my art I can help people realize their capability to save the earth and all of its inhabitants.  The key is to remember that one simple act makes a difference. And one simple act can lead to another simple act.