Sometimes I feel my girls are a tiny bit misunderstood.

The girls I paint are really fictional portraits inspired by the special and fleeting innocence of girlhood. As a mother of two boys and no girls, you can see that these paintings are, for me, about BEING a girl… in a sense they are all self portraits.

A friend described my girls as little “spirits.” I liked that very much, because I do think of them as the girl of my subconscious.

As a child I spent a lot of time with animals or alone with my thoughts… in these paintings I’m trying to capture those tender, solitary moments when we just “were,” before the self-judgment kicked in. I will even go so far as to say that the paintings are foreshadowing that dark void between girlhood and womanhood.

The girls have been so well-received by the general public and I am so grateful for that. (In fact, they have largely paid our mortgage this past year since my husband has been very under-employed). I KNOW they are “cute.” It’s okay. But they are born from an impulse to capture not a perfect childhood (mine wasn’t) or a “time when all was simple.” I am trying to remind myself (mostly) that I still AM that precious little girl I once was. You are, too.