alone, where my artist’s journey began,
creating posters for the Roman theater
and working in a graphic design studio.
From there, I travelled the world, then
moved to New York City, started my own
graphic design studio, and learned how
to communicate a message that captured
both attention and feeling.
Always, I was self - taught. It was feeling
and fascination that were my teachers,
not professors. It was only when I moved
to Woodstock, New York –
pregnant with my first child – that my
artistic sensibilities fully opened up.
It was then, in a conversation with my
husband, that I embraced the fact
that my Spiritual Master, Baba
Muktananda, used to call me the
“Painter”.
Why he used that word, I had no idea,
but now I was curious. So, I sat
down with a small photograph of him and
painted his portrait, in oil. It was a
true channeled experience I will never
forget. Time fell away. I became
entranced. And when I was done, three
hours later, I realized I not only had a gift,
but a calling.
I began with portraits, moved on to
landscapes, then mosaics, oil pastels,
photography, and now, 20 years later,
digital art.
Living in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, has opened up my artistic palette to a whole new level.
My first creations here were oil portraits of the people I encountered on my walks – flower vendors,
abuelas, and musicians– people most tourists took for granted.
And then one day, 12 years ago, sitting in a park, I heard a sound – the sound of drums and bells and
shakers. I looked up and was astounded at what I saw –
Hun dreds of dancers, dressed in outrageous costumes, walking in my direction. These people, I
learned, were the Concheros or Chichemeca dancers, enacting a sacred tradition that had been
going on for hundreds of years. I photographed as many of them as I could – not as a tourist
taking pictures, but as a visual artist attempting to amplify beauty. These people
inspired me – the way they moved, what they stood for, their nobility, creativity,
and commitment. Stunned by what they evoked in me, I kept searching for
new ways to more fully express what I was seeing – a way that would enable
others to pause, reflect, and appreciate what these dancers were all about.
After a great amount of experimentation, I realized, with my digital art, I could
amplify the moment, making more accessible, to others, the spirit and beauty of these amazing
people. As an artist, I am on a lifelong quest to find my voice –
what I have to say and how I want to say it. It’s voice that I care about – true
meaning – not art trends and style. And while I may never be as well -known as two of my earliest