I began painting on March 22, 2020 three days after my husband died and two days into the COVID lockdown. I didn’t know what I was doing, I still don’t, and yet I knew color was the way.  So here we are, immersed in no style, instead a flow of expression. Each painting a portal. To healing. To courage. To gratitude. To love. To living a BIG life. To it never being too late.