I live on Prince Edward Island, Canada’s smallest (and if you ask me, best) province, where I am happiest in the ocean*.  When I’m not wandering the beach, you can probably find me at home with my family: three pampered indoor boy cats, a sassy neighbourhood cat who insists she lives in my porch, and a rotating cast of feral friends who know where to find a snack.  They make frequent appearances in my photography - so much so, they have their own gallery. I love coffee (probably too much) and my husband Todd, who is the foundation of our crew.  He’s the resident supporter who keeps my life running smoothly so I can pursue my often-chaotic art dreams.  He doesn’t even mind that I’ve splattered quite a bit of gold paint on the dining room ceiling.

Alongside my creative pursuits, I am a math teacher.  Although the pairing might be a surprise, I see math as beautiful and consider it another form of art.  I teach mostly university students with learning disabilities, helping them to succeed and rewrite the narratives they tell themselves about “failing” at math.  Teaching is just as important to me as creating art and I feel very lucky that I’m able to do it on my own, self-employed, terms.  

Ultimately, my goal in life is to always be the kind of person who runs into the rain barefoot for the joy of photographing snails and carries a thermometer to the beach because tracking water temperature makes interesting graphs. To that end, I’m learning to embrace my strengths and my quirks - to love myself exactly as I am. Believe me, I’m still figuring it all out. But right now I’m using art to explore and understand my inner landscape and I share it with the world as a practice of honesty and vulnerability.  I’m still learning about those things too.    

* Todd says it’s not the ocean. Technically he’s right . . . but close enough.