Blog: The Collector’s Muse
Why does an artist create? For love. For truth. For beauty. But often—quietly, reverently—for you.
I call this journal The Collector’s Muse because my world is shaped by the ephemeral—the flicker of light across linen canvas, the hush between brushstrokes, a glance, a gesture, a whisper of color in an unexpected place. This is where I chronicle those sacred glimpses. An intimate space. A living altar. A place where I share the evolution of my work, my creative rituals, and the questions I ask as I move paint with breath and intention.
It is written for those who live with art—not simply around it. You are the muse who inspires the work.
To step into my studio is to enter a sanctuary where legacy is created, not curated.
If you feel drawn to experience this firsthand—to collect not only a painting, but a piece of the process—I invite you to inquire about a private showing or commission your own bespoke work: a quiet where meaning unfolds beyond the canvas.
Because art is not a transaction: it is relationship. Remembering. A return.
I Light a Candle in My Studio: On Grief, Art, and the Urgency of Breath
This week, I light a candle in my studio. For Veronica.
We met when we were 20.
Two wild-hearted women, full of laughter, art, and untamed dreams. Over the years, life carried us to different cities—different rhythms, different seasons.
And now, she is gone….
The Intersection of Art and Experience: Why Making Art Matters
There is a rhythm beneath the brushstroke.
A quiet knowing.
The whisper of something ancient, waiting inside you.
When you enter my studio—through golden light and rustling pinon trees—you are not just coming to paint.
You are coming home…
The Art of Decisiveness: How Clear Choices Unlock Creativity & Inner Peace
I used to drown in decision-making. Not just in the studio—though yes, even red or blue? could spiral me into inertia.
But in life:
Should I stay or go?
Hold on or let go?
Speak the truth—or betray myself one more time?
Creating Art for Those Who Desire More Than the Ordinary
There are those who move through life with quiet resignation, accepting what is given. And then, there are those who choose more—who demand more…..
What It Means to Own a One-of-a-Kind Work of Art
So many people ask me: How long did it take you to create this painting? It’s a natural question, but true artist royalty knows the deeper truth—…
The Artist’s Eye: A Collector’s Vision. An Invitation.
An artist sees the world differently—light shifts, colors breathe, and even silence has texture. My private studio is a space designed for those…
New Santa Fe Studio & Brand New “SkyDance” Series
The creative energy in my new Santa Fe studio is palpable as I dive into "SkyDance," a breathtaking series of 8-12 large-scale abstracted sunsets, each a minimum of 48” x 72”. These pieces are a celebration of light, movement, and the ever-changing beauty of the sky.
Learning to See: The Birth of ‘Serene Landscapes in Savage Color’
For years, I believed I could never truly honor nature in my paintings. The vastness, the intricacy—it intimidated me.
Houston Visit: End of March!
A Personal Invitation to My Cherished Collectors
Dear Collectors and Friends, I would love to see your beautiful faces in Houston.
Full Circle: Returning to NYC as an Artist
Last month’s visit to NYC filled my creative well with rich color prompts and inspirations. The city's dynamic contrasts—neon reflections on rain-slicked streets, the golden glow of Central Park at dusk—are now seeping into my work. Every brushstroke carries a whisper of that urban vibrancy.
Why Art is the Last True Luxury: How Collectors Shape Cultural Legacy
So I ask you: what moves you? What piece have you seen that you cannot forget? If you desire to not only own art but to shape culture itself, begin by trusting your own vision. Step into the world of true luxury—not one dictated by market forces, but one defined by your soul. And if you are ready to embark on this journey, let’s talk. Art is waiting for you.
I Am Not a Painter—Why My Work is a Transformational Experience
I do not paint because I want to. I paint because I must. It is as natural, as necessary, as inevitable as breath. As growing my hair. As the daily rhythm of being alive. To create is not an act of choice for me—it is an act of existence itself.