Raised in Pittsburgh PA & Santa Rosa CA, I never felt like I belonged anywhere. Like a neutrino, I never really bonded with anyone so most days were spent alone. Friends were always casual & I never really trusted anyone & those I did open up to weren’t the kindest to me (a theme that continues through my adulthood). So, I learned to live in that space in between & make my own fun. Every waking moment I was creating art, camping, swimming, exploring the wilderness around me, fossil hunting, writing, reading or finding new ways to make my older brothers life miserable.

While most 9 year olds wanted Barbies and makeup I was starting my first job & ordering subscriptions to National Geographic & Life & asking my Grandfather (who was a treasure hunter) about world cultures & science. I read about ancient rituals, sacred places, open sources to death and life in the name of politics, sex and religion. I left childhood behind and started to make plans for my future.

2001, after college and one very discouraging solo exhibition I stopped creating art, found I had an aptitude for business & found comfort & money hiding in a career that I was great at but did not love. It wouldn’t be until 2014 that I would touch a paint brush again. 

In 2016 I quit my job, moved to a 95 acre property & immersed myself in creative projects & that is when Artistry Approach was born & I began LIVE painting and displaying popup galleries all over the USA. 

My life, though beautiful, has been peppered with traumatic events that have left marks on my body & soul. That energy goes into my artwork usually but sometimes I need to run. My last fight or flight moment happened in 2018 and to this day I still don’t have the words to describe what happened or the bravery to publicly display the artwork from those days. I sold, donated or burned everything I owned and took 4 suitcases full of art supplies & functional family keepsakes like my grandfathers hammer and his wife’s sewing kit & I moved to Indonesia.

Living in Ubud, the best version of myself in a minimalist lifestyle. Everyday: rooster crows, watch workers in the rice field next to my villa, coffee, make art while dancing, feed my bird & foster a puppy. Leaving my evenings to friends or my favourite, on my own in silent awe of the island and the bounty of creative energy there despite the albino Javanese cobra in my garden. All of this opened me up to see my higher self; I gave the island my silence & it gave me hope, hope I thought I had lost. I was free, finally. It was there, on the tiny island of Bali, I met my Australian husband & we now reside near Perth. My journey, I am learning, has just begun.