My Story

 
angel-2019-262.jpg

My art is a reflection of my path and my paintings are the joyful outcome.

In 2000, I encountered an evolutionary spiritual teacher who has guided me on a deep and powerful inner journey. Through incredible love, transformative teachings and life-changing lightbody activations, I woke up to my creative callings and began the inner quest of self transformation. I walked away from a professional career, rekindled my creative fire and returned to an early love - painting. I am self-taught. Guided by muse and spirit, I let joy lead the way.

As I continue to evolve, I aim to bring vibrant energizing beauty into our world that illuminates, activates and connects others to joy.

I live on Hatteras Island in North Carolina where the stunning colors of the sunsets and sea seem to always make their way into my work. I delight in luminescent, vibrant images, and allow intuition and inspiration to flow through me onto the canvas, often taking shape as iridescent abstracts, naturescapes and melting sunsets

After clearing away years of inauthenticity, I stepped up to the canvas and it felt powerfully familiar.

With paints in hand, I recalled a long-buried memory of pure joy: As a little girl, I was asked to paint a prop for the school play. I used tempera paint on craft paper and I was so proud. It was my first memory of feeling entirely free — an experience of total jubilation. In secondary school the arts programs were my haven. I signed up for every musical, play and choir performance. Every opportunity, I would escape to the school's art room just to be in a creative space.

Somehow, through my adolescence and into adulthood, I lost sight of that spark, having been taught that the arts would not support a viable life path (one of many blocks on my journey.) After a professional career that included climbing the corporate ladder and running my own business, I realized that my creative soul was calling but I didn’t know quite how to answer it.

angel-2019-223.jpg
angel-2019-190.jpg

I walked into an enormous art supply store and found my joy again.

The smells, the colors, the abundance of potential! I went up and down every aisle with complete openness and curiosity, allowing myself to see what tools called out to me. I left the store with brushes and acrylic paint and a large blank canvas. I arrived home and started sketching that evening — my first creative expression in decades. Without attachment to an outcome, I let intuition guide me, and was delighted to see my shapes and marks crystalize.

As I shifted away from the world I had known and committed to simplifying my life, spiritual practice and deep surrender, painting became integral to my personal growth. I now spend my days immersed in serenity, enjoying the stunning sunsets and sea of my Hatteras Island home, and getting my creative space messy as often as possible.

To me, painting feels like an act of love, a reclamation of childlike wonder, and a celebration of this wild ride of life.

I'm so honored to be on the journey with you!