Inside nature and its stories, our young selves sense immense magnitude that fuel our dreams.

Intermixing texture with pattern and simplicity, paper paintings require dexterity and great patience. Tiny pieces of paper are hand-torn and placed meticulously as the paintings come alive. Air-laid paper, paint, watercolor, ink.

This one is taken from my childhood. Music was my medium at that time but none of us know where the Muse will carry us. I would go to a pasture to a favorite tree, listen to the music of the spheres … and dream.

Pricing doe not include framing.