This piece flows from my own handwriting while I was visiting Amsterdam a few years ago. On a night out, having drinks with some friends, I discovered a muddler in my glass. I found this tool so fascinating and essential that I had to write about it in my journal.
Acrylic on Canvas 48” x 36”
The Chair Shuffle
A few years ago, I spent two weeks in Amsterdam as an artist resident. There were 20 of us sharing a studio space, spending hours creating. One night, after the workday was over, we all headed out to dinner. Imagine trying to squeeze 20 people in a restaurant, with no reservation. My journal describes the massive commotion we created that night. The painting expresses the movement and fluidity of the night.
Acrylic on Canvas 60” x 36”
I love my space; there is no doubt about that, but I also like to feel connected. This piece represents the people in my life that have separated from me because life happens. I express my (our?) need to stay connected despite the distance...
Acrylic on Canvas 30” x 40”
The Grass is Always Greener
Ever wonder what it would be like to live in someone else’s shoes or what your life would be if you had made different decisions? This painting navigates those feelings. In the end, the grass can be just as green on your side of the fence.
Acrylic on Canvas 60” x 36”
My son, Matthew, wrote me a note on my last birthday telling me I was the best. Isn’t that the best?
Acrylic on Canvas 30” x 24” SOLD
I don’t even know if this memory is real or not, but I have a vision of my maternal grandmother wearing a brightly colored housecoat. At night, she would zip up her housecoat, mix herself a Manhattan, and settle down in front of the TV. These are the colors woven into my memory.
Acrylic on Canvas 24” x 12”
Ana Maria in May
This painting connects the handwriting of both my grandmothers. My paternal grandmother, Ana Maria, passed away in the month of May, which happened to be the name of my maternal grandmother, May.
Acrylic on Canvas 24” x 12” SOLD
My paternal grandmother lived in Mexico City, where I grew up. She married my German grandfather, who died when I was very young. She loved to bake, in her mostly pink home. This painting was created from a recipe for German apple strudel that she would delight us with on special occasions.
Acrylic on Canvas 24” x 20”
No one loves spreadsheets and taking notes more than my husband, Chris. This painting was created from a piece of notepaper found among the stacks in his office. The movement and energy represented here reflect his way of approaching life- go for it, get it done. Order and chaos can work nicely together.
Acrylic on Canvas 30” x 40” SOLD
This painting was not created from conventional handwriting. It was based on photographs of graffiti that I took on the streets of Mexico City.