In The Spirit Of Full Disclosure!

Captain Of My Soul

In the spirit of full disclosure, let me present myself as an addict.  I'm addicted to several things: interaction with others, art, and physical exertion.  I could probably include food in that group but it may not be completely true, because I don't live to eat; I eat to live. 


For the rest of it, I live to communicate, to paint, and to run. Painting is a solitary process.  I do it surrounded by the cacophony of three boys, two dogs, and a cat.  I'm a single mom, spread too thin, and hungry for beauty.

My Three Loves

Beauty is everywhere though.  My gorgeous boys of course; Brainiac, 16, and the twins Thing One and Thing Two.  They're my partners in crime and I live to cook for them and drive them all over the universe in support of their eventual self-actualization.

Henry and Toby

The dogs are Henry, a long-suffering eleven-year-old English lab, and Toby, affectionately referred to as The Urinator, a recently rescued seven-year-old miniature Dachshund. 

Morris The Healer

The cat, Morris, is a perpetually relaxed orange tabby who purrs so well that I believe he's a healer.

Lake House

Together we live in a lake-front Victorian house in an idyllic village near a large metropolitan area.  My neighbors are awesome and friendly.  The children attend public schools where the teachers are dedicated and stay in touch. There's a grocer within a half mile, a public library within a mile, and the shops and restaurants are literally across the street.  I drive a Prius because I care about the planet and because gas today costs about $3.15 a gallon.

Our house is grand central station to every boy in the neighborhood, and because the children's father is a Santa Claus dad who doesn't live locally, my children have been gifted with every electronic toy on the planet.  They get to huddle in the basement playing XBox and whatever else they have down there, and I get to escape.

My Art Studio

Let me introduce you to my studio.  When I bought this house, there was no garage.  I had a garage built in the empty lot next to my house. 

Winding Way

Because of the steep grade facing the lake, I arranged for the garage to have two stories…the main floor houses a two car garage.  Below, facing the lake, boasting French doors and some windows, is my studio.  It's unheated, uninsulated, the walls are cinder block, but it's space, and it's a work in progress.

For days when it's too cold to go in there, I paint on a table in my bedroom.  I tape a piece of paper to a table and use watercolor (mostly).  The pieces that come from this process are usually very detailed.  The process is Zen-like and meditative. So is running.  Both painting and running bring me a certain kind of peace. And although both are solitary in that you have to do them alone, they are both ways of communicating.  


Through painting, I get to use my eyes and mind to truly see, and in creating a vision on canvas or paper, I get to communicate this to a viewer, who participates through viewing.  Through running, I get to feel alive and connected to the earth beneath my feet and to my breath and the wind.  I sometimes run in packs, with others whom I know are connecting with their life force in the same way I connect with mine, and this is a form of wordless communication.

Night Koi

Golden Light Art Conversations & Gallery is a way to draw you, the viewer, into my little corner of heaven.  For a communication addict like me, this is my ultimate pleasure.