In Antoine St. Exupery's wondrous allegory, The Little Prince, the main character wants to be an artist, but becomes discouraged when he shows his work to the grown-ups who advise him to "devote himself to geography, history, arithmetic, and grammar. Grown-ups, it seems, are concerned with matters of consequence."

Much of the focus of the story is on the innocence and wisdom that young children have. As adults we start taking ourselves seriously,losing touch with our playful innocence. When I create my work, I often return to a place where I allow myself the freedom to play, cut, and paste. Keeping the play alive means not necessarily being in control of what lies ahead. As with life it is a journey that takes us onto unknown paths. 

As a little girl I was enamoured with sequins, glitter, ribbons, and marabou feathers. I would buy yards of exquisite trim from Garment District shops, where I spent hours walking up and down aisles following behind costume and set designers. I have taken my fascination with ribbons, glitter, and theater integrating them into my paintings and collages, imbuing them with fanciful imagery, strokes of color, and whimsy.

Much of my work has a dreamlike quality. Figures are off center, sometimes floating. Forests are shocking pink and trees resonate with sparkles and sequins. Playing with textures is a sensory experience where I am free to go beyond the boundaries of conformity, pushing through straight lines and academic rules. What breathes life into my work is the intuitive unplanned moment. I play with color, watching as it recoils and collides. Adding a line, a gesture, a calligraphic mark transforms the illusion. Layers of paint are like past lives.

Art has a way of releasing the inner spirit and allowing the inner child in all of us to come back to life. It is about possibilities. Just keep playing!