About me

I started taking painting lessons when I was 45, but I had it in my heart to learn many years earlier.  I guess you could say that life prevented me from trying my hand at it.

I saved a much loved picture of my husband with my third baby daughter in his arms as an inspiration.  I kept in in a special place in our home and I kept the desire to paint in a special place in my mind.   As they say, there is a season for everything, so when my children were mostly grown, our dairy farm sold, my parents living with us, it seemed to be the time to walk down this road.

Do I paint enough? No.  Am I any good?  You will have to be the judge of that.  Does that matter in the end?  Suffice it to say that when I paint it is from the soul.  I can’t paint a portrait without having a serious spiritual connection to that human being, even though I may not know them personally or they may be deceased.  The spirit lives on and trying to paint the spirit of that person is my only goal.

I am thankful that I’ve been allowed to do whatever paintings I have done and am grateful to the people who put their trust in me to do so….in the end …I try my best.