Cocoon-my word for how I am feeling when I am creating.
Painting for me is always the feeling of letting go, of being led, of not
being alone, of following urges and heating up. Imagine being heavily
wrapped in energy, excitement, trust and warmth all at once, and you don't
want to leave that. You want to stay there and observe the outcome.
childhood through high school at home:
My parents saved "all" materials and I used them in my projects. They
provided me with my own table and work area at a very young age. I had
rulers, hammer, nails, paint and carefully saved scraps to make art with.
It was instilled in me to be busy, always working and developing
something. We were making things with new ideas always percolating. My
father taught himself had to cane a chair with reed soaking in water and a
library book showing how to cane propped open. I am still amazed and
inspired by that.
When I was in High School I wanted to make a room divider out of burlap
and then sew yarn on it. My father bought lumber and went about framing it
for me. I sewed huge abstract lines with black yarn. This was for sure
three dimensional abstract thinking and the beginning of my Interiors
I asked how to solder and he showed me in the garage with a solder gun. I
made a small sculpture. We refinished furniture and I learned to
Mom did crewel work with yarn and produced amazing art that she framed.
Quilting was something all of my great Aunts did and they were each unique
pieces of art. I had the privilege of studying them, sleeping with them
and I still do.
Even watching mom baking pies with woven lattice stripes on top was an art
form. We were all busy with lots of interesting things going on, and I
followed along learning and observing and also creating things.
I know I have always been creative and I know it is a gift. I was blessed
to have them to emulate and to encourage me.
Indiana was my home until I was in Jr. High School and we moved east to
Philadelphia. I believe watching my family build and create led me to a
career of space planning and design. I worked with carpenters, architects
and helped produce many forward thinking projects in corporate america.
I feel so lucky to have experienced the Midwest. Cornfields are still a
vision I think about. It was a tough transition to move to a big city, but
I found a new exciting life waiting for me. The art department of my high
school was huge and soon became my new home.
After a twenty five year career in Design I began to paint again.