I used to think that I painted for my family, until I realized I painted from them. From their love, their laughter, their stories, their pains, and their humor that carried them through their hardest days. Living in this world can be such a big, overwhelming experience. But if you pause long enough, you will see the glimmers of light, of hope and of humor that can carry you through anything. I was lucky enough to be born into a family full of love, support, imagination and foggy Maine beaches. My sisters and I were tide pool explorers, periwinkle soothers and barefoot lichen walkers. As we get older, we have become human and pet mothers, inappropriate laughers, fearless supporters of each other, and permanent Maine dwellers.
Now I realize who I paint for. I paint for you. I paint for everyone I’ve met, and everyone I haven’t. I paint because my illustrations come from love. From hope, happiness and a life full of dreams. I believe art is an energy, and everyone deserves to feel this, and to have this. It might be asking a lot of a simple doodle, but if it can make you pause, smile or even snort a little out loud, I will
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