Gathering images seems to be an artist's preoccupation and so I am a cloud watcher since time began. I have been gathering them all of my life, storing them away and sometimes forgetting them.....sometimes keeping them a secret for the fear of disapproval. Somehow painting sent me back to myself with color and shapes and ever changing forms, the catalysts to touch the memories and give me the gifts of opening up to a broader journey. So I am back to cloud watching and hugging trees and listening to the angel whispers on the wind in the pine trees. I am home.
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