about me

My love for art began as a child sitting on my grandpa’s lap as he created one painting after another, when he and my grandma visited from New York. As I moved from his lap to my own chair, he taught me to respect the blank canvas, embrace the unknown. Those creative moments over the years, ending all too soon when I was 11, served as my foundation. Though he was gone physically, he remained a source of inspiration. From him I learned to appreciate the impressionists, expressionists, and abstractionists, to regard the surrounding landscape with awe, the human figure with wonder, and to accept the infinitive possibilities of color and line. 

I would go on to earn a BA in design and art history from UCLA. With my degree in hand, I moved to New York City to attended Otis-Parsons School of Art and Design, as it was known then, to further my education in the arts. To pay for school and rent, I landed a job with a high-end fashion dress company as their fashion illustrator, art director and graphic designer. Back in 1984, sans Apple or Microsoft, this meant doing everything by hand. Though I accomplished with expert meticulousness the detailed nature of the field, I felt creatively confined. So, one day I ventured to Canal Street and bought paint, brushes, stretcher bars and a large roll of canvas.

In my abstract realism paintings I strive to create a unique perspective of the landscape, cityscape or figure and evoke a sense of whimsy and emotion. My love for bold, vibrant colors coupled with my particular interest in shapes and designs, create an exciting blending and source of inspiration for my work. Recently, I’ve begun to heed my grandfather’s lesson and “embrace the unknown” once again. As a result, I have begun to grapple with this paradox between my artistic free-spirited part and my rule following perfectionist. I find abstract art affords me the opportunity to express myself artistically while holding onto a frame.