I’m an artist, writer, and wonder-seeker with a soul tethered to beauty.

For me, art isn’t just something I do — it’s how I listen. How I move through grief, joy, and mystery. How I come home to myself and to God. There have been seasons where I nearly walked away from creating altogether, but every time I returned, it became something deeper — less about impressing or perfecting, and more about remembering. About coming back to myself.

My work is deeply intuitive, rooted in the unseen. I often don’t know what will emerge when I begin, and that’s part of the sacredness of it all. Whether I’m laying down layers of paint, pulling prints from my Gelli plate, or capturing a sudden beam of light through my iPhone lens, I’m chasing presence. I’m following color. I’m trusting what I feel more than what I see.

I believe beauty is not a luxury — it’s medicine. It heals what’s splintered. It restores what’s forgotten. It awakens what’s been asleep.

A Few Things I Love

• Strong coffee and slow mornings
• Catching light through the trees
• Studio messes and sacred silence
• Talking about God in ways that leave room for mystery
• Long walks on wild trails
• Watching people come alive through creativity

Over the past few years, I’ve let go of who I thought I had to be and leaned more fully into who I already am. That journey took me across 10,600 miles of back roads and beauty-soaked places in a little red CRV. But even now, the greater adventure continues — in the quiet of my studio, in the brushstroke that surprises me, in the courage to share what’s real.

Thanks for being here. I hope something in my world stirs something in yours.