My Book!

Besides painting, my other love is writing and recently I’ve released my collection of short stories called, Through the Elephant Ears. It is the words to my water paintings, the source of my inspiration and the basis of my creativity. I hope you find these stories a welcome compliment to my art and enjoy them on a sentimental level or simply a view into a past decade.

Surrounded by poverty, depression, alcoholism and petty town jealousies, Kat must navigate through adolescence towards a brighter future without being crushed by the darkness that never seems to relent. This collection of 14 short stories follows Kat through significant life events: relationships, under-aged drinking, and teen aged pregnancy, as well as some not-so-typical occurrences. Kat views life through the eyes of someone much older, and as she experiences life altering guilt, immoral misconduct by adults, the first pangs of love, and a glimpse of the outside world, she becomes more cynical than her young years should allow.

SALE!! It’s that time of year again, time to clear my walls of art to make room for new art! 25% off (plus shipping). See something you want, let me know.

*paintings 36″ x 48″ and larger are more difficult and expensive to ship, but if it’s one you just have to have we will find a way! Currently only have one of this size at the moment.

Art at the Pumphouse, Niagara-on-the-lake

Thanks to all who made this my best show ever! So many people felt the same way as I do about trees, about water, and about nature. It was great to meet each and everyone of you. The weather was a bit warm, but really what did we have to complain about? One of my paintings has found a forever-home in North Carolina, giving me another state I can add to my international location map. Shout-out to Exotic Jelly for the delicious treats! Many thanks to the Pumphouse and the countless volunteers who make such tremendous efforts to ensure the vendors and customers are happy. Can’t wait to do it all over again next year. But now it’s on to the South Niagara Studio Tour this coming weekend. Lots of map brochures went out, so we are all hoping for a great turn out. See you next weekend!


The wind blows the branches and it sounds like waves or rain.

Rain drips from the leaves protecting those taking shelter underneath.

Underneath, underground, they whisper to one another, telling tales of things we’ve done wrong.

Wrong is merely an adjective that doesn’t quite cover the destruction we’ve caused to them, to us, to the planet.

If only they could move, would they?

They seem to be more committed than that.

That is a question I’d like to ask.

Ask, they might say, but you might not like the answer.

Answer to nature, listen to the trees.

Trees are life.

Water is home

Water is in us, around us,

above us and below us.

We seek it out.

It is the ultimate healer, soothing our souls like nothing else.

Without it we will die,

too much, and we will drown.

It can transport, transcend, transform us from one

place to another, one state of consciousness to another.

We use it, abuse it, and then try to sustain it.

It moves. It changes. It gives and it takes away.

We are desperate to tame it, change it,

and yet expect it to remain the same.

We came from water and to water we will return.

Water is home