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This page holds the heart of my work: my journey from trauma to creativity, and how painting became my way through.
Artist Statement
Art found me when I was lost. In 2019, a brain injury ended my 25-year career as a nurse—suddenly, the healer became the one in need of healing. With the logical, left side of my brain damaged, I stepped—terrified—into the unknown: creativity.
Painting became my lifeline. What started as therapy became a sacred conversation—between my fractured past and present self, between grief and grace. In each brushstroke, I connect with something bigger than me, inviting the Divine to guide my hand and fill in what once felt broken.
People often say my work feels both alive and calming, playful yet reflective. I think that’s because it holds all of me—wounds, wonder, and everything in between.
This is still healing work. Just in a different form.
Through color and canvas, I invite others into a space where beauty and pain can coexist—and maybe, just maybe, offer a little peace.
"God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called."
-Mark Batterson
The Art of becoming
I didn’t grow up dreaming of being an artist.
For 25 years, I was a nurse—Air Force vet, critical care, hospice. I held space in the hardest moments of people’s lives. But a brain injury in 2019 changed everything. I lost the clinical mind I trusted and had to let go of the career that defined me.
That loss cracked something open.
With my left brain damaged, I leaned into the right—intuition, emotion, creativity. Painting became my therapy… then my voice. My work now is rooted in that transformation.
“Colliding with Beauty” is how I describe it—how pain made beauty more vivid, how loss gave birth to something raw and real.
This isn’t the life I planned. But it’s the one that made me.