“A desert is a place where life is very condensed. The roots of living things hold on to that last tear of water and the flower hoards it’s moisture by only appearing in the morning and late afternoon. Life in the desert is small but brillliant and most of what occurs goes on underground. This is like the lives of many women.
The desert is not lush like a forest or jungle. It is very intense and mysterious in its life forms. Many of us have lived desert lives: very small on the surface, and enormous underground. La Loba shows us the precious things that can come from that sort of psychic distribution.”
-Clarissa Pinkola Estés from Women Who Run With The Wolves

My work is informed by my individual healing of a collective loss. The wounds of melting glaciers, burning rainforests, plastics found in bellies of beached whales, people seeking refuge and being forced into cages or drowning out at sea. Overconsumption without enough carrying capacity, like the titanic with too few lifeboats. Painting not only soothes my soul by the physical act, but it also creates a space for me to narrate my own healing of macroscopic suffering. Inventing alchemies is a way for me bottle goodness and release positive energy. It is the feeling of seeing a rainbow or the Milky Way, a meteor show, a lady bug or a hummingbird. It is the idea that plants are connected and have vibrations that can communicate to one another. It is the feeling that we are small and insignificant, but there is comfort in that we are not alone in that feeling. It is the idea that the universe is expanding, yet as far as we know, there is only one planet that sustains life like ours. It is my way of combatting fear of the unknown by embracing it. 

Inspired by transcendental painters at the turn of the century, Hilma af Klint and Emma Kunz, still life paintings by Giorgio Morandi and Georgia O’Keefe, desert living, unidentified flying objects, ghost lights, invisible phenomena, space travel, memories, and plant communication, I combine familiar compositions of still life and landscapes with unidentified objects, imperfect lines, and imagery from my vivid dreams. The most valuable thing I learned in college was the spiritual craftwork of the Indigenous Pomo tribe in California. The women weavers create a Dau Mark, or intentional mistake, in their compositions as a door to let spirits flow through. It taught me that without my mistakes, I would have no cause to continue dreaming. 

I am an Albuquerque based painter, printmaker, ceramicist, mother and novice gardener. I received my BFA in Printmaking at the University of New Mexico and worked for six years as an art gallerist. I currently have a studio painting practice at the Harwood Art Center in Albuquerque, NM where I enjoy combining watercolor, gouache, colored pencil and bits of collage onto paper and wooden boards. 

selected exhibitions

2019 Chelsea wrightson and Kate Samuels, Relic, albuquerque, nm

2018 one night stand, euridice gallery, Brooklyn, ny

2016 anonymous, small engine gallery, albuquerque, nm

follicle, graft gallery, albuquerque, nm

untitled, Richard levy gallery, albuquerque, nm

25th anniversary exhibition, Richard levy gallery, albuquerque

2014 ikebana, 5g gallery, albuquerque, nm

2013 I wear black light on the outside, small engine gallery, albuquerque, nm

2012 sans sheriff: a collection of lawless typography, the tan gallery, albuquerque, nm

vulgar remedies, works on paper, the tan gallery, albuquerque, nm