Have you ever had thought if you could not be in or on the ocean you felt physical pain? I do. It is so much a part of me that to be away from water damages me. Most of my memories revolve around the coast or the deep ocean blue. Sailing on it, submerged in its lusty turquoise embrace or at the very least staring at it yearningly to feel, smell and taste it.
My paintings are stories about my life on the water. Perfect days spent scudding along on the wavelets that reflect diamonds or bashing headlong into waves trying to survive the storm. I am grateful to have an unusual history of waterborne adventures. I want to share my stories and experiences with the audience.
Join me on my journey, reflect in my recap; most importantly learn to breath deep the salt air.