As I look upon the landscape on a cold winter’s eve I am embraced by the beauty of the moon, As it’s reflection dances upon the earth, I am overcome by its brilliant winter blues.
I randomly paint fabrics to explore the creative process. I have no goal in mind, just colors and textures. Once I have finished, I look at the fabric, and let it speak to me. It is an intuitive creative process, and the end result was this piece.
The Azalea Garden is inspired by Cary, North Carolina, in springtime, which every year blooms in different colors of pinks and reds, and whites of Azalea bushes. This beautiful piece found a home there.