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This piece came from a place of deep frustration. A creative person isn’t able to be creative all the time. Inspiration must strike. But when it doesn’t strike, and it doesn’t again … and again … and again … and again … for a long time and never seems to end … it gets maddening! I’ve been alive long enough to know that it WILL come back. The problem is, how long do I have to wait? Sometimes a creative black hole lasts a few days and has lasted as long as a few years. That is the crux of the problem. I need to make art. It’s what gives me fulfilment and makes me feel like I’m working on my life’s calling. When I can’t make art, I feel like there is nothing for me. It can lead me down to a very dark place. It’s a place I call ‘smoke and bones’. Everything (and I mean everything!) feels so dry, and the air is hard to breath when I’m down here. It’s a grueling climb out. This is the first piece I have been able to do in this slump I am currently in. This...

I have been an artist all my life, ever since I could hold a pencil. I have always loved to draw and paint. My styles have varied over the years from realism to abstract and everything in between. The mediums I most enjoy working with are: oil, prismacolor, charcoal, graphite, watercolor, pen & ink, alcohol ink, and acrylic. Currently I am experiencing a mammoth amount of creative freedom working on abstract art. In 2013 I donated one of my kidneys to a young woman who had only been born with one very diseased kidney. Since then she has been thriving and going to college and living her life. I consider this such a privilege and i'm so happy I was a match for her. I have lived all over the country. I primarily grew up in Woodland...