They tell a story. To travel into a broken shell is to travel into the heart of nature and feel the ravages of time. The shadows become warm and delicate and full of color. Cradled in the shells I have painted are the mysteries of nature. Our world as we know it is imitated by a simple shell, which in turn reflects all of the rhythms of nature.
New shells become a symbol of life, teeming with grace, color, and form.
Their translucency captures light and reflects a glowing calm. I Must be where there is water. I have always felt the flow of water that defines the world and been intrigued by the beauty that lies beneath the waves. Each stage of the life of a shell reflects a chapter of creation. And each chapter reflects part of the greater cosmos.