Isolation is not new for an artist. However, as I realized that confinement may be longer than expected, and not chosen but enforced, I had to find a way to feel free.
I am blessed to have some fabulous views from my home and in my own backyard. Missing my paintings friends and our local plein air excursions this spring, I found myself looking closer at home for those fleeting moments of light and shadow amidst the foliage in my yard and others' which I can view from my porches. I remembered how Monet used the same scenes over and over again at different times and seasons as motifs, which fortified my discoveries at home with a new appreciation. I am blessed to be able to see the new among the ordinary, and find a way to record my perceptions, even in imposed solitude.