Born in Queens, New York, I was a bit of a sullen girl, reading, drawing, and loving the frightening games kids can only play outside when it’s DARK.  Merge that with Catholic School and I ended up with a scary imagination.  After a few pitiful college experiences, I landed at The School of Visual Arts in Manhattan.  Had a great time.  After traveling many roads, I landed in Florida.  Later, I received an English degree at Florida Atlantic University.  I got married, taught English and Art to Florida students for 22 years, and reared two perfect sons.

In my “spare time,” I painted.  Now, I paint and use “spare time” for everything else.  I exhibit my paintings in art shows and galleries in New York, Connecticut and Florida.  My depictions of vanishing orange groves and apple orchards now belong to private collections in the United States, Europe and South America.

I cannot overthink a painting.  It's better to simply squeeze a tube and start.  I never have a palette prepared, and I grab color as it strikes me.

I paint vases with flowers that capture the fleeting pleasure of doomed beauty.   I paint Florida’s vanishing orange groves, decimated by disease and development but still bearing fruit that glows in the dark.

When I paint The Atlantic Ocean, weather and mood control the brushes and tubes.  I live there, on that shore, where the natural world breathes.   Knowing when to stop is the hardest part. Sooner is usually better.