There is no more primordial, perfect dance than between pollinator and blossom. Pollinators are lured by flowers’ siren songs; they feed and repay their hosts by propagating the next generation.

Pink Honey, acrylic on canvas, 24”x24”

"Flow" is that elusive sense of oneness that silences yearning and stops the clock. When we’re there, we use our expertise and creativity in harmony. It is the state we all hope for from education, meditation, and vacation. It is what I hope for every time I pick up a brush. It is what I hope viewers feel when they look at my work: be present, absorb, feel. My paintings are moments of transition: the widening ripples on the pond between raindrops; the brief and potent interaction of blossom and bee; the breath before the bubble shatters; the moment before the egg releases the chick. Blink, and the moment passes. The paint holds on to it.

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