In the mornings after our first (or second cup) of coffee, Tom and I take a walk into the woods near our home. As the sky brightens around us, the water below shimmers, mirroring the sky above. Wherever we are – California or Connecticut, crossing the Thames in London or the Arno in Florence, my heart quickens at the sight of light on the water.
Back in my studio, I draw deeply from these memories, invoking the moods and mysteries of all these places I’ve lived and loved – the warmth of a setting sun off the deck of Nepenthe, in Big Sur, the dancing lights of fishermen’s boats at dawn in Villa Carlos Paz, Argentina, the effervescent Italian light reflecting on the Tiber below Ponte Sant’Angelo in Rome.
My Light on the Water paintings drink deeply from these life experiences through the lens of memory and emotion, each created intuitively, tapping into a flow of easeful work and joyous expression. When I’m lucky enough to be in this creative flow, there is nowhere I’d rather be.