Paintings with Shells

Nothing feels like a caress from the Mother Ocean, and nothing inspires my creativity more than a walk along her sandy arms or a ride upon her as waves tippity tap and ceaselessly dance. I treasure each creature and plant, those that live within her, and the ones that reside on her sandy stretched limbs – the mounds of decaying kelp, the rocks wrapped in soft moss, the slithering snails, the skuttling crabs, and huge sunfish that bob for warmth as they surface from the blue vastness. Nothing brings me greater joy than being near the Ocean.

I have shared these heart-felt feelings on canvas and paper to honor the crimson fish, pulled from the deep, and the pieces of kelp and seaweed picked from the shore. By adapting my concept of beauty, I discovered that the contours, surface, and colors of shell fragments were stunning delights in their imperfection. I looked beyond a concept... and discovered what was once beautiful, had remained so.