"The visual dance between abstraction and representation, the gestural lines, atmospheric colours and shapes that are signature features in the lyrical landscape paintings I make emerge from a couple of yellows, reds, blues and titanium white; a limited palette with endless possibilities."
My appetite for the joys and responsibilities of living an aesthetic life, I owe to my mom. Although she died when I was nine, her good influence sustains me today. To my earnest pleas to take ballet and piano lessons she’d would tear open a large brown grocery store bag and tell me to draw! And draw and paint I did at our Italian-American New Jersey kitchen table, while she’d be using the same kind of bag to drain the eggplant she was frying. The dull brown paper transformed into glistening hues of Umber, Sienna and Ochre. The flour, egg and fresh breadcrumb coating insured a crispy crunch that would give way to creamy melanzane interiors, developing in me a taste for contrasting colours and textures, sights and smells, sounds too. Nearly 20 years of waiting tables earned me 3 post secondary degrees and a ticket to an art education professorship at the University of New Brunswick 30 years ago. Italian/American and Canadian for the last 30 years, I live with my husband Gerry Clarke and our dog Mela on Keswick Ridge, New Brunswick in Atlantic Canada.