Twenty Dollars, Twenty-One Years
At seventeen, I sketched a stranger's baby on a beach in Maine and refused the $20 they offered. Twenty-one years later, a family at a craft fair told me, "We like to buy real art" — and bought one of mine. A story about art, doubt, and the long road to believing in your own work.
What I Didn't Say — and What She Already Knew
A moment of unexpected connection at Lyndhurst led to one of the most meaningful conversations of my year — and a reminder of why I paint. Come see seven new works on display at Rushing Duck Brewing Company in Chester, NY through July 1st.