Every day I am inspired; inspired to yell or weep. Instead, I paint all day. I paint because I must. In so doing I am opened to a world of transformation. From fear and anger to love…each brush stroke becomes a prayer…a blessing…a healing touch, sent to those who are suffering. Those who are being targeted.
Charlottesville and the march of white men with weapons chanting "Jews Will Not Replace Us" pushed me out of silence. As I and the world watched in horror the series Watershed Moments was born. Each painting is a reminder to stand up, speak out and not let the attacked stand alone. The Prayers…Blessings to the Children…The World is Watching… There are no words, only movements of color and strength. Some brush strokes come with deep ferocity, and others with tenderness. Each and every one brings me a little closer to processing the Madness of our Times.
We cannot be silent.
Hate does not define us.