In 1998 we had the great fortune to move to a home which is high on the banks of Yellow Creek in the woods of the Cuyahoga Valley. Since then I have found my artistic thoughts multiplying and dividing and growing steadily.
I believe it is hard to Not be an artist when you live in the woods. Nature calls forth a great creative force. I consider myself privileged to join in the journey of artistic creativity. My “studio” is actually composed of a room full of papers, paints, tools and artistic equipment. My work area changes from time to time. Sometimes, the studio, the patio, sometimes the kitchen, the dining room table and even the living room has been known to be involved. Being the family member of an artist can be challenging at times. Even your shower becomes a place for Mom to hang and dry papers All in the name of ART