Art is a way of expressing ourselves and our reactions to our world. If I’m conforming to other people’s views then am I truly expressing myself, or what is expected of me? I think it’s the latter. I’ve battled with conforming to what is expected of me all my life, as a woman and an artist. Today, I’ve found myself in a place of creating abstract art and I’m really loving it. There doesn’t seem to be a choice about creating representational artwork versus abstract, because I find abstract art is emerging from me as purely instinctive, art that comes from my soul, emotions, and philosophical thoughts. For the first time in my life, I’m a non-conformist, and I’m winning the battle to stay the course to find my own style and voice, which is revolutionary for me!
The artwork below is from my Voyager Series and even though we haven’t been able to travel physically because of Covid, in my mind I’m already out the door and on my way. As I look at these, I feel they’re a little on the weird side, somewhat illogical and dreamlike, surrealistic. As my thoughts wander around in my head, imagining new places, colors, scenes, everything different and going in all directions…up, down, rolling around… so my artwork is reflecting this movement and imagery, in a dreamlike way. It’s quite different to what my old conformist self would have created, so I think that means this artwork is freeing, it’s me, it’s wonderful! For the first time I’m really having a wonderful time creating from my inner self, exploring colors, shapes, lines, and movement.
movements 
movements in time 
movements in time and space
One of the most exciting developments from this experience is what I’ve called “my whimsies.” Gradually these shapes have become whimsical characters, a cross between a bugle, a sea creature, a heart, a fish, a sea horse, an anemone, all blurring into new shapes and funnily enough they’ve become so precious and dear to me, like new friends.
New friends for a new life and journey I’m about to embark upon. You see, I’m leaving Florida and heading back to the west to find my forever home, with my sweet old dog Zahzah, and my sweetheart. I hope my whimsies endure the journey and they’re still with me when we find our forever home in the west. Time will tell, life is an exciting journey!