I allow art to realize its purpose through me.  I am now on a path, it has been a long journey.  In 2000,  I decided to burn my art and trash my art supplies.  I found a box of brand new oil pastels in my studio.  I decided to give painting one last chance. An end is a new beginning.  I have never looked back. Old ways of painting gave way to new ways. I grab any brush and any color, it doesn't matter, technique and methods, they don't matter,  what matters is that I just do it.  

      I am on a path beyond time and my story is told by my art.  I begin with no preconceived ideas and I rely on instinct. I paint to uncover the abstract content of the unexplained, the seen and the unseen; I discover a new realm, its beauty, its glory, its excitement, and its horrors; it all comes out.

    My soul is inside out. I am free. I found my bliss in the process.