From a distance, my art looks a bit different. The moment you peer closer you’ll see why written – literally – all over it.

I began “arting”, as I say, from the time I first held a pencil. My natural tendency is toward the technical arts, something the  very technically skilled Selah High School art teacher, Mr. Pace, saw right away.

When I took my first “intro to art” class, I could be called bull headed and snobbish.  By my third “intro to art” class I relished the challenges thrown at me: using negative space to draw crumpled printer paper on a white surface, glasses full of water, and tackling any medium (the messier the better!) that was available. By the fourth “intro to art” I’d gained the ability and the right to challenge myself with my own assignments.

Then it hit me: if a pictures are meaningful, and words are meaningful, a picture made out of words would hold even more meaning!

It was time to get experimenting! My first “Word of Art” taught me that the words you use matter and that people will attempt to read them. The next showed me how meaningful placement can be. By the third I’d discovered the straight lines of writing that remain dominant in my technique.

I graduated from Selah in 2010. I’d discovered that ink, though not my favorite messy medium, and micrography were my niche. In 2013 I married a Prosser native and joined the amazing community where I joined the Farmer’s Market and started displaying my art, growing my portfolio and volunteering my services where I could. 

You can find my prints downtown at A Tipsy Chick’s Favorite Picks and my choice originals at The Draw by Coyote Canyon. Once it’s safe to do so, I can’t wait to rejoin local shows, including the eclectic group No Rhyme or Reason, a country flea market.