Painting and drawing have been part of my life since childhood. I spent hours running up and down the stairs and through the galleries of the Philadelphia Art Alliance (my grandfather, Lawrence Eldrege was President for 35 years) and my first exhibited painting was “Pegasus Flying to See Baby Jesus” (age 5, first grade). Growing up climbing trees, befriending squirrels and turtles, playing at the beach – I was the kid hanging out in art departments of elementary schools with very tolerant, encouraging teachers.
On to College Art Schools in the 1970’s, but like many adults, being “grown-up” meant setting aside the passions for more “sensible” things in life, and the art gear went into the back of the closet. Then bright stars appeared – my children – and they taught me that on the outside is a grown-up, but inside there is still a child who loves stories, color, paint, wind on the ocean, and waves. I returned to the University of Oregon at age 50 to finally complete my degree and reach for those passions again.
The ocean! If I’m not painting it, I’m out surfing!
But there is another side to the ocean too: for all its power and beauty – it can kill. In a moment.
The ocean is like us – it is deeper than it appears and offers more than we expect.
Beauty and danger. Reality and imagination.