In the world of blue, she blends in. She disappears into the deep. It’s time for this essence to stand out.

This piece is done with oil paint on board with an acrylic under painting.

A mixed media subconscious journey to the golden and pastel dreams of the fey.

Visions of pink and blue amongst a web of dry marks holding everything together.

This piece was done with acrylic paint, acrylic ink, charcoal, conte, and graphite on heavy paper.

The relationship between the hunter and the hunted is a delicate one. It is an example of dependency. Life is chance for some. Mother nature dictates us all.

Acrylic on circle canvas.

No creature is immune to the effects of jealousy. Such emotions can creep up. No matter the confidence. No matter the self assuredness.

Although the fey hold themselves to a higher standard than most, they still fall prey to the seeping green.

Acrylic paint, acrylic ink, conte, and graphite on heavy paper.

Feel the soil between your toes. Travel towards the fairytale that awaits.

Oil on canvas

Just as the flowers bloom upwards from the soil, so do the layers of colour for this fey. Engulfed in deep blue, the shawl stretches thin at the wrists to reveal pinks and lavender.

The third piece in the subconscious mixed media exploration.

Acrylic paint, conte, chalk, and graphite on heavy paper.

A quaint cabin nestled in nature. Unassuming and full of family memories.

Mixed Media on canvas

For this project I really wanted to explore motifs that have been around all my life and how they might represent myself and the struggles I’ve been through trying to discover my art.  I have always been fascinated with birds and the relationship between birds and their cages. As cheesy as it sounds, I related birds to freedom and cages as their enemy. I relate to freedom because it is what my soul constantly craves in life. Freedom to do what I want, where I want, and when I want it.

Flowers have been a constant symbol in my family. My grandfather had a greenhouse where he started his flower business with his brother and the heavy importance of flowers in my family has been passed down. My favorite flower is the waterlily because it puzzled me as a child that some kind of flower could sit ontop of the water surface and not drown. It also is a symbol that represents my family’s lake cabin. It is a place built by my grandfather and the place I spent all of my childhood summers. I feel like within my family we have certain flowers that represent our personalities or souls. The waterlily is symbolically the representation of myself. Waterlilies grow every couple of years out the front of our property near the reeds. 

These reeds host a lot of lake birds’ nests in the summer. Growing up there was one bird call that baffled me. I had no idea what made the noise and was in constant search of that bird. This search finally ended last year when I was a couple feet away from a bullrush with a red winged blackbird making the exact noise. This “aha” moment is what I am hoping will happen with my artwork, I’m constantly looking for my place in art and I feel like it’s right in front of my face yet I can’t see it. This is why the red winged blackbird is in front of my face.

I chose this light colour pallette based on colours that I like to use a lot. The softness allows for for major contrasts between warm and cool colours to work together nicely and not clash too hard. The misty-ness was created to help force that feeling of lost or unknown potential. I wanted it to be comfusing where I was and what was going on (waterlilies floating) to reinforce the theme. It created a fantastical appearance that matches most of my interests.

I chose to paint this project traditionally because as I am finding myself as an artist, I am realizing that traditional painting is what makes me most happy in life and it is a starting point for me. My love for painting helps me through so many bad times and I get lost in the material and pleasentness of the paint rather than getting frustrated with technology and making it “seem” like traditional. 

Taking a moment to pause, the elf views her surroundings. It's a moment in time where one can feel the majesty of nature and home coexisting.

Oil on canvas

Nature is always evolving and changing around us. It may seem like it will stay the same forever, but we cannot count on it. Look up and out at it's beauty while you can.

Oil on canvas

I wanted to create an album cover for one of my favorite musical artists ever and challenge myself to recreate a similar feel between the type and imagery. I chose to do the first album Imogen Heap did under her own name and the first album she self produced. The story of Imogen Heap’s struggle and accomplishments with this album inspired me to use a very experimental approach. I wanted the piece to be made up of non-conventional materials to reflect the process of the album creation. I wanted to represent her free spirit in a more sophisticated abstract form. Especially when this album marked the beginnings of her career path she follows.

Limiting oneself tests the imagination of possibilities. In this series, materials were limited to; one dry medium, one colour wet medium, and one metallic medium. Each piece is related only by the materials used, and the fantastical nature of the elf species. This collection was a challenge to create individuals within confined parameters. The elves serve as creative muses that fuel the artist to create from imagination. They represent childhood wonder and the mysterious world of fantasy.

Graphite, Acrylic, Ink,

This project was based on a true story of an indian farmer woman who was attacked by a leopard on her way carrying water back to her village. She fought off the leopard for over an hour using only a sickle as a weapon. My thoughts on this story was what if the story became passed around from generation to generation and became like a legend to the people in the area.

Acrylic Ink, Photoshop 

This is an original character of mine that is blessed/cursed with the ability to hear the death omens that crows and ravens call out. She sees visions of people at their very last moments of life from the calls of the birds. This gift causes her emotional trauma at an early age and she tries to repress the visions by staying locked up in her house in the basement growing up. She becomes an artist and develops her portrait skills by painting the faces of the dead that haunt her mind. It becomes her way of dealing with the omens of the crows and later becomes a tool to help catch a mass murderer. This portrait captures her development as an artist in her teen years while she hides from the outside world.

This piece is the representation of the word "Progression". That word has a deep meaning within me that is both positive and negative. It is something that I always strive for in my art and life but sometimes I find that the pressure to progress holds me back from actually doing so. I struggle with the balance of living presently and needing to improve. It lingers in front of my head for my passion to chase but I don't know if my happiness will falter.

‘Progression’ is done in Acrylic Ink, Watercolour, and Pencil Crayon, on a natural wooden board.