About Me

I have been passionate about making art all my life.

As a child, I often liked to draw random abstract shapes. Mazes, in fact, complex and uneven, with individual cells that formed a greater whole. I would then carefully color each section, until the result was like a paper version of stained glass. I could sit quietly for a long time in this way, fascinated by the interplay of line and color.

In my mid-twenties, I realized a dream of attending art school in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico. I gorged myself on several mediums, studying ceramics, weaving, collage, figure drawing, and even how to make gold and silver jewelry using the lost wax method.

All this fertile experimentation led me to teach myself to paint with acrylics, and I have been in love with this medium ever since. . The same peace I felt as a child washes over me when I work on an abstract, the same tension between chaos and order informs my every move.

Painting for me is very dynamic, it’s all about emotion. If I have nothing to give on a particular day, I wait until the canvas calls out to me. Sometimes the work happens very quickly and I am immediately satisfied by it. Some paintings are more gradual, and require multiple layers to develop.

Although I sold some major works upon returning to the States, lasting success eluded me. I worked as a waitress and took various office jobs before returning to school to study Computer Animation in 2000. Armed with a MFA in Computer Art and Animation by 2005, I later found there was little actual opportunity in this promising field. I returned to accounting, something I was always comfortable with, and strangely excel at, given my artistic nature.

It wasn’t until 2008, when I met my husband, Alan Milner, that he saw what I had done in the past and encouraged me to start painting again. It truly seemed like something I needed to do for my emotional survival, it wasn’t about anything more. Over the years, I told myself that I would make an effort to sell my art when I reached “critical mass.” Well, I can tell you, I’m there. Every possible nook and cranny, cabinet and corner of the garage is occupied by my intense desire to create. I’m finally ready to come out of my hiding place, if for no other reason than, I need the space so I can keep on creating.

Art adores a vacuum.

During the week, I work in a very left-brained occupation: construction accounting. When the weekend comes, my right brain needs to come out and play. There is an element of force, as if a dam is breaking and the creative floodwaters start pouring out. It’s liberating and intensely gratifying to be able to express myself in this way. Acrylics are such a forgiving medium, accepting endless revisions and accretions, so that I never need to hesitate or worry about not liking the result.

After all, there’s always more paint.