Stepping Through Time. (24x36”) The damage to the walls reveals layers of walls, built up over time, broken through to reveal the original brick. This stairway used to be inside an office building, that had been burned down, it became a parking lot and trees grow through the windows and the stairs lead to an empty window. At one time, this was a busy stairway, and no it is a stairway to no where.
In many ways, it felt like I slipped through time while in Grenada, so much was the same, and yet so much had changed. Grenada is where I took up painting, when I lived there with my husband Tony and son Bram, we went after we lost our son Shea, our reality had changed and so we changed our reality. I always felt Shea sent us there, it was hard to live in a developing country, but it was healing as well. Tony worked at a pottery, Bram went to an international school, and I made my way through over 200 ft. of canvas and a suitcase full of paint. I was inspired by all the textures, foliage and otherworldliness of the Tropics. So, when I returned with Rebecca, it always felt a little Déjà vu being there after so long away. While painting this image, the shadows got darker and darker and turned into the cosmos, tying the series back to the Seed of Hope painting.