Growing up on the banks of the Spokane River in Northern Idaho shaped my life, my art and who I am today. I spent most of my time exploring its shores, skipping rocks, building sand castles, digging and molding it’s clay, swimming, playing king of the log, water-skiing, fishing, or painting driftwood on the dock. I was in heaven. The swirls and shapes of the water flow through me and into my art as spirals and into my dance as flowing twirls. There is always a longing in me to return to the river, to draw its current and give thanks for the continuous flow of fresh water.
I’d like to thank my parents for deciding to move their family to what we all called paradise when I was 4 years old. And I’d like to thank my mom for allowing me to be outside so many hours of the day as a child, exploring the waters edge. And thank my dad for taking me fishing below the dam on summer nights. I am truly grateful for this cherished time connecting to the river, it is now part of me.