Why I paint

I paint because I have to. I’m from New Orleans, and creativity seeps into your pores there, much like the humidity.  My creative journey started with drawing in grammar school, moved me to the kitchen in middle school, then pushed me to Cozumel Mexico after I woke up, got divorced and realized I needed to see life from a different perspective.  I started painting then as part of my creative journey to figure out who I am and to express it in a way that others can appreciate.   That inner journey  has taken me to many places and creative endeavors since then. I’m a writer, a painter, a chef, a jewelry maker, an amateur clothing designer and interior decorator, and an observer of life.   Having discarded the need to please everyone else, these days I have to paint because it’s what makes me happy, nudges me to learn new things, and keeps me from being unbearable to live with.  At least I hope so.  Thanks for visiting.

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