Come in When the Street Lights Come On

My work is a visual diary of sorts exploring an ongoing collection of memories that began in a small town in Connecticut. As a young child, walking was a part of my daily life. We lived close to town and as I meandered my way to school, I became keenly observant. I experienced the changing of the seasons, splashed in puddles, kicked leaves and walked the same paths of my Father and Grand Father. My love of color and its possibilities began in these small voyages. As a young girl, I would go to the Yardage Shop and match thread with swatches of fabric for my mother. These silky fibers exposed me to color and their luxurious tints and shades. I would visit the wallpaper store to marvel in the countless patterns and often borrow "Good Night Moon" from the library because I was fascinated by how the illustrations seemed to capture dusk. Even at that early age I noticed that these experiences were special and as an adult I see that they have remained with visceral integrity and have become a part of my personal fabric.