Isolation is not new for an artist. However, as I realized that confinement might be longer than expected, and not chosen but enforced, I had to find a way to feel free.

I am blessed to have some fabulous views from my home and in my backyard. Missing my paintings friends and our local plein air excursions this spring, I found myself looking closer at home for those fleeting moments of light and shadow amidst the foliage in my yard and others I can view from my porches. I remembered how Monet used the same scenes repeatedly at different times and seasons as motifs, which fortified my discoveries at home with a new appreciation. I am blessed to be able to see the “new” among the ordinary and find a way to record my perceptions, even in imposed solitude.