Detail from A Return to Joy 14 Years ago I began a series called A Return to Joy. At the time, I knew instinctively that it was the right name, but I didn't yet understand why. I thought I was painting toward something I hoped to find. Now I wonder if I was painting toward something I had forgotten. Over the past several years, life has initiated me in ways I never could have imagined. The Lahaina fires took 169 pieces of my artwork. Earthquakes in Bangkok shook and cracked t

Painting under the light of the Blue Moon that appeared in May 2026 After more than two decades of painting professionally, I sometimes wonder why I still find myself standing in front of a canvas at three o’clock in the morning. I am in my fifties. People begin gently suggesting balance at this stage of life. Slow down a little. Protect your energy. Work smarter. Pace yourself. And yet here I am again... deep in the midst of another painting that seems to have entirely overt

WHAT REMAINS: When Bone Becomes River (left panel) and When Bone Becomes Sky (right panel) - new paintings on wood I began these two sister paintings nearly a decade ago and set them aside, waiting for a day I could not yet see. For years, I wondered why they remained unfinished….but now I understand. As artists, we know a lifetime of experience pours into the painting before us...everything we’ve lived narrowing into the tip of the brush, asking to be made visible. And some