Dear Diary .....
Flipped through an old sketchbook from 2001 and found myself taking a journey down memory lane. I seemed to draw whatever was in front of me ..... ski trips to Sunshine, the back of someone's head in church, an empty building on the edge of a farm field or children playing in the sand at Clear Lake. Sometimes intentionally and other times not the memories of my heart translate into my paintings and I just love how that comes together.
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"Art is not in the eye of the beholder ..... it is in the soul of the Artist."