I am a mixed media artist working in paper and cloth.
I believe I’m living the life I was meant to live, that of an artist, art teacher, and partner of my beloved husband.
My Story: When I was a child, I would visit my father once a month, at his apartment in San Francisco, (my parents were divorced) and not only would he take me to museums, plays, and craft fairs (and to Haight Asbury!) he encouraged my creativity by making things. In his kitchen, he had a card table set up, laden with treasures like glitter and pipe cleaners and crepe paper. We would work there together, during my visits. At each holiday, as I recall, he made me giant Easter eggs full of candy, or two foot high Christmas trees of crepe paper, that I would take home on the train (usually, the creations needed their own seat!)
My mother, a working single mom of two, condoned my creativity by the simple unspoken rule, that if I was doing something creative (perhaps rearranging my doll house, drawing, or building a flag pole from broom handles in the backyard) she would not interrupt me to do chores. I was 16 when my mother brought home a stitchery kit (as a gift for a cousin.) I commandeered it and began my love of hand stitching. For many many years I worked kits of crewel work, needlepoint, and counted cross stitch. When I went back to school, in my late twenties, I took graphic design classes. I knew I loved working with my hands, but didn’t think I could ‘draw.’ I went on to work in technical illustration, graphic design and marketing for about 15 years.
It wasn’t until my husband’s brain aneurysm, in 1992, that I discovered I could draw and was an artist. My husband, Don, was 46, and had a brain injury. He had to learn to walk, talk, read and write all over again. I was his 24 hour caregiver. I was loosing the “Jane” in me, while grieving my husband’s cognitive losses and the future plans we’d made. I signed up for a drawing class, every Tuesday morning. I realized I could draw! The teacher moved away, and the class became a watercolor class. I didn’t want to change to watercolor, but it was my only free time during the week, so I became a watercolor artist. Over the years I added collage, and mixed media, and textiles to my artist repertoire.
My husband’s brain injury forced us to recreate our lives. He is my biggest cheer leader and supporter now, while I work full time as an artist and teacher. I work hard now, at what I love. I blog every other day about my creative pursuits with pages from my sketchbook, art quilts, a new collage or recent trip. I share tutorials and, I hope, inspiration with my blog readers
- 2013 Exquisite Moment (Havana)
- 2012 Rituals (Nature Journal)
- 2011 The Space Between (Industrial Aged)
- 2010 Beneath the Surface (Above the Bog)
- 20019 Edges (Zen Eucalyptus)
2011 Interpretations, Visions Art Museum 2010 Quilt Visions: No Boundaries (Zen Eucalyptus) 2008 Athenaeum Annual Exhibition (Ralphs Letters) San Diego Art Institute Annual International Award Exhibition three times; Oceanside Museum of Art Regional 4 exhibition; El Cajon International Friendship Festival Fine Arts Exhibits; 2000 San Diego Museum of ArtAll California Juried Exhibition and many monthly exhibitions in San Diego Art Institute; Escondido Municipal Gallery and San Diego Watercolor Society