BIo
It all started when...
I am a Providence artist, creating in Martha's Vineyard, Key West, and anywhere else I go. I was born in Rhode Island. The state’s insignia is an anchor with a hope ribbon below. I resonate with this. My heart is my anchor wherever I roam. Hope is what we all need.
In Providence I was building large installation sculptures out of found objects. I salvaged pieces that vibrated with their own story from scrap metal yards, the side of the road, dumps, etc. I was painting canvas that would only ever fit in your home if you were living an old mill building; it is here that I rented studio space, anywhere from 3000 sq. ft. to 18000 sq. ft. It was a playground for my imagination.
On Martha's Vineyard, I started a garden design, installation and maintenance company after mentoring under two amazing women, Jennie Slossberg, of the Garden Angels and Abigail Higgins. I look at my gardens as living installations. I build sacred spaces and grow sustenance for my clients. I have a studio in Oak bluffs where I make mixed media paintings. I am drawn to the cycles present on this island. Tourism and heat collide in a frenzy of energy and happenings.
As winter sets in on the Island the crowds disperse, the venues close and the gardens sleep. This is my opportunity to travel. I dive into my soul family spread across the U.S., live light and prefer to travel by bike on a daily basis. I land in North Carolina, Savannah, GA and all over Florida. I have spent time in San Diego, CA, Bozeman, MT, Colorado and New Orleans, LA. I love the Caribbean and Spanish speaking countries. I love all kinds of people all over the world. Everyone and everywhere carries their soul and history and I gather inspiration dancing with it all.
I had just competed in my first sprint triathlon and turned 33. I was at a painting retreat on Martha’s Vineyard led by Melissa D’Antoni of FireTree Studios, and I found out I was pregnant. Everything in my life had been a tornado for about two years. Everything I touched seemed to shatter and I wasn’t grounded in any sense of the word. All I had was my morning coffee routine and my journey- whatever that meant. I got up everyday and did whatever I was supposed to do. I designed gardens. I made paintings. I continued to travel. I grew my large belly in Key West. I came back to Martha's Vineyard ripe to pop and gave birth to my son, Grey.
We made it through our first summer together in our Airstream trailer living off the grid. No matter what I tried, I could not find time for my yoga classes with a new born and I love yoga. It brought me to my first yoga teacher-training course at the Fly Yoga School, with Sherry Sidoti, followed by a Broga training, and now I’m onto studying the Barkin method in another teacher training.
Sometimes you have to start in the mud. I began uniting all the parts of myself: The art, the gardens, the organic food, the dancing for your soul, the yoga, the need for community, motherhood, the concept that I had always believed in but had no way to put into words, the life energy.
We are all made of this energy: people, animals, insects, plants, cars, buildings, continents, stars, moon, and ocean, all of it. We are just composed in different densities. My mission is unity consciousness. Lets' enjoy the journey together.