Inspiration enters my thoughts, sometimes unexpectedly, and a new painting is created. A word, a glimpse of beauty, a fragrance, a family activity, a historical event, or just by being observant of the elements and activities around me seems to be the catalyst. I can feel my paintings; the sun on my back, cool rain, wet mittens and cold winds of winter, rumble and hiss of the train, thrill and sound of skating on a frozen river, warmth and friendliness of cats, dogs, and chickens, the bigness of cows, sound of waves rolling on the beach, bare feet on wet sand, in cool water and on a gravel road, smell of dinner cooking, the warmth and love of my Grandma, and I paint. Some paintings are a singular memory and others are parts of memories and experiences combined. Other paintings are of more recent activities or impressions. Music and dance bring pictures to my mind from places of which I am not aware, and images flow onto the canvas surprising me with color and form. 
    I like working with all mediums but Oils are my favorite media. I like the feel of applying it to the canvas, its permanence and its soft patina But, whatever the medium, I shall continue this passion to paint as long as my mind and hand will allow me to do so.