As a fellow adventurer in our stunner of a natural world, I hope that my work inspires you to feel the bold and joyful spirit of our great wild spaces. I’m a lifelong rambler through the dirt roads and paths of the American West. I’m at my best when I feel entirely insignificant in the vastness of the great outdoors. It’s sacred to me. It sooths, awes, and inspires me. I attempt to capture the emotional impact of our rugged mountain sunshine or the depth of our red clay canyons with my work. Let me share it with you. We can celebrate a world of beautiful spaces and adventure together.

In my life, color has always saturated everything. My personal spaces are always a kaleidoscope of colors. You’ll be at a loss to find beige in my living spaces. As a child, I was drawn to Lisa Frank’s designs and color pallet. Not much has changed regarding my color preferences as an adult. If there is a lime green hat available, you can bet that’s the one I’ll pick from the rack. Whether it is how I dress or how I paint, if it is bright and bold, I’m enamored by it. I often get a grin or compliment for my ridiculous color combinations in my trailside attire, and I bring that same unapologetic energy to the canvas for you to bring into your own home.

When I look at a vista, I see color first and form second. I’m the annoying friend who stops to marvel at the neon pop of moss on a tree trunk or the surprising intensity of colors hidden in a snowbank at sunrise. Yes, trust me, snow has colors, and I’m always looking for the hidden purples and electric blues in the winter landscapes. I take sketches, photos, and memories from my interactions with the wild and dial up the intensity to capture the pure joy of that moment in time.