I started this for fun and then it reminded me that we do have protectors, even when they seem to be absent. This is another one for my Dad, who was my greatest protector when he was alive, and I know is still out there in the universe somewhere looking out for me. It’s now at the home of a dear friend.
Western Lake in Grayton Beach Florida, with its iconic stand of pines on the shore, is one of my favorite and most popular scenes to paint. This one sold before I had finished it and is already in its new home in Santa Rosa Beach.
I grew up in New Orleans and my grandparents lived just a block from Lake Pontchartrain. This reminds me of childhood days, looking at the sailboats from the sun parlor upstairs. Sold!
This is a gift for my dear friend David, who is a warrior in the best possible way. I have been wanting to do a painting for him for many years, but couldn’t think if what I wanted to paint until I ran across this quote (I apologize, but I have no idea who said it) I had saved from many years ago:
to the warrior
“You cannot withstand the storm”
and the warrior
“I am the storm.”
The image was inspired by a photograph by New Orleans news anchor and photographer extraordinaire, John Snell, with his permission.
This is another one that was part of my solo exhibit at IU Methodist Hospital, in the art gallery located in the lobby of the hospital. I was so thrilled to be asked to participate in this project. I can’t think of a better use for a hospital lobby than an art gallery. This painting is now in my dining room and it warms me up every day.
This one is still available.
I worked on this for a long time, finally finished, signed, framed and hung it, but I still don’t like it!
After a few months of being tired, ill and unmotivated, I’ve been working on some big paintings lately and this one was inspired by a smaller one I did a couple of years ago that’s still one of my personal favorites. I really like the 36 x 36 size and it’s hanging over my sofa in my newly painted den/kitchen/great room until it goes to my upcoming exhibit. What do you think?
This is from a photograph by an old friend and accomplished photographer, Colleen Kerrigan. These are live oaks along the shore of the Gulf of Mexico in Pass Christian, Mississippi. Live oaks are evergreen and don’t lose their leaves so they look like this always! They can live for hundreds of years and the old ones are huge and majestic. This now lives in home of some family members.
I’ve mentioned before how much I love Frank Relle’s photographs. This one took my breath away. I was so excited to paint this, and thank you again, Mr. Relle, photographer extraordinaire, for your generosity of spirit!
I’ve always been fascinated with mermaids. I love the beach, although most beach themed decor bores me silly. I decided to paint my own mermaid for my bathroom, which is my safe haven after a long day. Here she is, shimmering in the surf.
This is another one I started as part of expressing my grief at my father’s death. It wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, but it became clear that the goddess wanted to be seen. I obliged! I don’t know how much my dad would like it, but it’s a tribute to him anyway. She now lives in the crafts room of a dear friend.
I did the background for this: the water, the sky and the beach itself. Kat added the floating whales and the people on the beach looking up at them. I love this painting, but didn’t realize until last night that it could be about death. I wasn’t consciously thinking about my father’s death when I painted this, but there it is. It’s eternally fascinating to me how art brings to the surface things that are floating around in your mind.
Another local artist whose work I love asked me if I would be interested in collaborating with her on some paintings for an upcoming exhibit. I jumped at the chance and had so much fun doing it. We decided that I would do the background paintings and she would add her whimsical surrealism to my landscapes. Here is the first one we did, signed and ready for submission. You should check out her work, too, at
I did this piece because I was having a hard time with the idea that I don’t know where my father is. That may sound a little strange, but for some reason, it’s been the hardest thing for me to accept about his death. I did a smaller version of it on paper for the Intuitive Abstract Painting Workshop I led at Acceleration Art and Photography Gallery. I’d love to hear from you about what you see in this. I’ve found some whimsical aspects.