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2015 - The Allegory

What if the deepest truths were written not just in ancient texts, but in the very fabric of who we are?
What if our longings, our creative impulses, our capacity for love—all flow from a divine blueprint embedded in our being?

"The Allegory" emerged from this conviction: that we are created with purpose woven into our DNA, that our affections and aspirations are not accidents but arrows pointing toward our true calling. These paintings serve as visual translations of profound spiritual mysteries, transforming complex truths into accessible beauty. Each canvas becomes a bridge between the intellectual and the intuitive, offering simplicity without sacrificing depth. Where words might overwhelm or alienate, color and form invite contemplation. Where concepts might feel distant, these images draw near, whispering truths that resonate in the deep places of the heart.

This body of work reflects a Creator whose love speaks in multiple languages—through ancient wisdom, through lived experience, and through the visual poetry that emerges when human hands collaborate with divine inspiration. Each piece holds both passion and reverence, recognizing that the most sacred truths are often the most beautiful.

"The Allegory" serves as both compass and companion for the spiritual journey. These are paintings that keep us aligned with our highest purpose while celebrating the magnificent mystery of the Creator's love—a love so vast it requires every medium, every metaphor, every color on the palette to even begin to capture its essence. In a world that often separates the sacred from the beautiful, this collection insists they were never meant to be apart. Here, faith becomes visible, wisdom becomes tangible, and the Creator reveals divine presence through pigment and light.

For collectors who understand that art and faith are not opposing forces, but complementary expressions of the human soul reaching toward the divine.

Temples
Under Trial
Temples
Keys
Fearfully
Meditate
DNA
Baptized
Bottled Tears

2014 - Unearthly

"You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden." — Matthew 5:14-16


In 2014, the question arrived like morning light through shuttered windows: What if our brief time here is not burden but blessing? What if our very temporality makes us luminous?
"Unearthly" explores this sacred paradox through intimate works on wood—chosen not for convenience but for its living memory, its rings that mark time's passage, its grain that speaks of seasons weathered and survived. Each small canvas becomes a meditation on the organic rhythm of existence, where we bloom briefly and beautifully before returning to the earth that shaped us.

These pieces whisper rather than shout, their modest scale inviting close contemplation of what truly matters when stripped of pretense. They ask us to examine what entangles us—the weight we carry that dims our natural radiance, the fears that convince us to hide our light beneath familiar bowls of safety and conformity.

Here, figures emerge from wood like souls remembering their divine nature. They carry both earthly burden and celestial possibility, caught in that eternal human tension between who we are and who we're called to become. Each painting becomes a lamp refusing to be hidden, a gentle insistence that our light was never meant for shadows.

This body of work arrived during a season of reckoning with legacy—not the monuments we leave behind, but the light we kindle in others while we're here. On these wooden foundations, temporary yet eternal, each piece serves as both reminder and invitation: to shine not because we are permanent, but precisely because we are not.
"Unearthly" holds space for the holy tension of being human—rooted in earth yet reaching toward heaven, brief yet boundless, small yet significant beyond measure.

These intimate works illuminate not just walls, but souls. 

Self Sacrifice

"Then Jesus told his disciples, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. [25] For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will find it. [26] For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what shall a man give in return for his soul?"

Matthew 16:24

Earthly Goods

"Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

Matthew 6:19-21

Heavenly Treasures

"You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16 In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven."

Matthew 5:14-16

Diamond Digger

""For the lips of the adulterous woman drip honey, and her speech is smoother than oil; but in the end she is bitter as gall, sharp as a double-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps lead straight to the grave. She gives no thought to the way of life; her paths wander aimlessly, but she does not know it."

Proverbs 5:3-6

Spell Caster

Seeking for a higher power in the dark places, her quest for answers misdirected her path in sparkling lies.

2011 - Heaven, Earth and the In-Betweens

There are moments when we pause between the rush of daily life and catch a glimpse of something deeper—a quiet knowing that we're part of something larger than ourselves. "Heaven, Earth and the In-Betweens" captures these sacred pauses, transforming them into visual poetry that speaks to the soul. Each piece in this collection emerges from the liminal spaces where the divine meets the earthly, where breath meets intention, where aspiration touches reality. These aren't simply artworks to admire from a distance—they're intimate companions for your journey of becoming.

In your home, these pieces create sanctuaries of contemplation. They anchor your morning meditations and witness your evening reflections. In your workspace, they serve as gentle reminders of your deeper purpose, keeping you tethered to what truly matters when the world pulls you in countless directions.

The art speaks in the language of texture and light, color and shadow—a visual vocabulary that bypasses the mind and speaks directly to the heart. Each brushstroke carries intention, each composition holds space for your own story to unfold within it.

This is more than decoration. This is about creating environments that nurture the person you're becoming—spaces that hold your dreams, ground your practice, and remind you daily of the sacred ordinary moments that make up a meaningful life.

For those who understand that true luxury lies not in excess but in alignment, "Heaven, Earth and the In-Betweens" offers a pathway home to yourself.

Available for private viewing and acquisition. Each piece seeks its perfect home.

Pigs and Pearls

How many of us know we have a great destiny before us? This piece presents the possibility that we can know we are of a greater value than we've experienced and yet we can easily be caught up tainting our thoughts with things that are beneath us. This piece is a reminder that although you may be an Eagle, if you hang out with the chickens in the chicken coop, you may begin to think, speak and act like one.

""Do not give dogs what is sacred; do not throw your pearls to pigs. If you do, they may trample them under their feet, and turn and tear you to pieces."

Matthew 7:6

Reversed

I once walked among the dead. I proudly led others to their grave, tasting fleeting moments and chasing the wind. A trail of broken hearts was my signature, and wearing a cloak of deception was my only means to feel good about myself. But God never leaves the one behind. He was there in my despair every time I rejected His hand. "A skull can do nothing for you, but a light will help you steady your walk and get you out of this place you keep falling in." My bruises and bloodshot eyes couldn't hide behind my long lashes nor the gold chains and flowing dresses. So I took the leap; I was ready to be crushed, the parts of me that still existed, that was. Instead, I was dressed in a royal gown, the darkness dematerialized, the weight lifted, and my relationship with Him was restored. The only ones I would lead to death would be themselves.

Gossip

It knows no bound because it gives only what it thinks about itself. It is a vicious cycle that sets the tongue on fire and seeks to escape the prison made of teeth. It can't give life because it has savored death for far too long to know what love tastes like. Gossip will whisper in the ear of the one who doesn't know their value and fails to see the crown on another. Gossip will make broken pacts with lips and open mouths of men like puppets. Gossip passionately promises power and connection yet holds no authority to give its broken commitments and so it ties the glory of man to one another instead of to their Creator. Tapped into a weaker source of value and frequency, they become like one another lost in a hysteria where false accusations and assumptions echo and dwell in the prison of their own minds.

Vice Versed

Fear extends the octopus to set about a cloud of ink to escape. Sometimes an octopus can release rope like streams that resemble stinging tentacles of jellyfish. A decade had easily wrapped around me in a blur. I was intoxicated with the bottom of the glass, the ever-reaching last faint grasp for hope. I sought but never found it. Instead I found myself drowning in a sea I had drank and arms that wrapped around me belonged to death.

2010 - The Red Letter

In 2010, something shifted. The bold, expressive canvases that had defined my work suddenly felt like beautiful noise—vibrant but somehow hollow. I found myself craving silence, seeking the spaces between the colors where real stories lived.

"The Red Letter" emerged from this hunger for depth, born in a moment when promises felt sacred and purpose called louder than applause. Each piece carries the weight of a vow—to those I love, to the work itself, to the woman I was becoming behind the brush. These paintings marked a turning point, a conscious departure from pure expression toward something more vulnerable: experience made visible. Where once I painted what I felt, now I painted who I was—the accumulated wisdom of sleepless nights, difficult conversations, and the quiet courage it takes to keep showing up The female form became my vessel for exploring this interior landscape. Through restricted palettes that forced me to find richness in restraint, through lighting that carved emotion from shadow, I discovered that limitation breeds intimacy. Each figure holds the complexity of being human—strong yet tender, certain yet searching. This was art born not from emptiness but from abundance, not from success but from the brave decision to begin again. To strip away everything that felt safe and familiar, and trust that something truer would emerge.

"The Red Letter" stands as both confession and commitment—a visual promise written in pigment and light, honoring the sacred responsibility we have to our deepest selves and those who walk alongside us.

From the artist's personal collection, these pieces represent a pivotal chapter in an ongoing dialogue

Redeemed-1
Redeemed-2
Redeemed-3

Icons - 2005

2005 - Present

There are places within us that language cannot reach—territories of the soul where words crumble and fall short, where only vibration and color can carry the weight of what we hold. "Icons" was born from this recognition, from the understanding that sometimes we must paint what we cannot say.

Beginning in 1998 as whispered sketches, these works have grown into commanding canvases that pulse with the frequency of unspoken truths. Each piece serves as a visual sanctuary, a place where anxiety quiets and depression lifts its heavy hand just long enough for clarity to emerge from the fog.

This is art as medicine, as prayer without words. When the noise of modern life threatens to drown out our inner voice, these paintings become tuning forks for the soul—reminding us of rhythms older than thought, deeper than fear. They speak to the part of us that remembers how to breathe before we learned how to worry.

The figures that emerge from these canvases are not portraits but presences—archetypal voices calling from the edges of consciousness, inviting us into conversations we're not yet brave enough to have with ourselves. They are the friends who sit with us in our darkness, the witnesses to our becoming.

From intimate gallery walls along the West Coast to private collections that treasure their transformative power, "Icons" continues to evolve as both artistic practice and spiritual discipline. Each commissioned piece becomes a collaboration between artist and collector, a shared recognition that some healings require beauty, some truths demand color.

These are the paintings that find you when you need them most—when words have failed and only frequency remains to guide you home to yourself.