In my senior year of college, a multi-media art class opened a door I hadn’t known was there, revealing a deep, enduring love for creating. At the same time, I was moving through the world as a flight attendant and a mother, navigating sky and home, two parallel journeys that quietly reshaped how I see life and, in turn, how I make art.
Now, as I enter a new chapter, painting has become a sacred space where I listen more than I direct. I often begin with a single color or gesture, then follow its lead as the image emerges; each piece feels like a living conversation, unrepeatable, intuitive, and full of mystery.
My work is rooted in the wide-open rural landscapes of Northern California and the layered heritage of my Basque, Native American, and Portuguese ancestry. These influences weave together in my practice as threads of memory, belonging, and place. After two decades of travel, fragments of distant cities, quiet roads, and in-between spaces surface on the canvas, inviting others to sense the unseen currents running through ordinary moments.
