My work reflects my life. My family is always present in my art. In the irregularity of my stitches when my five year old is next to me bouncing in time to Mozart. In the spontaneity of a stolen moment to adjust a composition. In the unexpected color combinations I find after the girls have had a go at my fabric stash.
Art is a way of life in our house.
There's magic in art. Making art makes us happy. Creating fulfills the eternal longing of the soul. Our soul craves expression. Art is the soul made visible.