There is nothing more tedious than having the creative flow, but no outlet to express such ideas. My artistic situation has been that literal... I have had the sketches, imagination, clay, paint, tools, brushes, glaze, but no outlet. The outlet which I reference isn't one of creativity; rather an electrical outlet to fire up my kiln. After moving, relocating my kiln, fighting insurance companies, knocking out walls, digging trenches, and pulling wire, I am glad to say that I do have an outlet to complete my artistic visions!!! Special thanks to my electrician, you have captured my creative heart. New pieces are on their way. In the mean time, all I can offer is my older work. Looking through my portfolio... I can't believe how much clay I have worked and how much progression has happened.

Jacob's Ladder

Summer

I am Loved

Tree in a Starry Night

Union

Iris and Cone Flowers

The Reincarnation of Maude

Billie Holiday's Vision

Watching Life

Valera

Cyclical Life

Flowing Dogwood

My Family

Japanese Blossoms

Highway 89-Contrasting Yellows

A Tree Full of Creative Life