MAY 25-JUNE 19, 2004

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An artist is the visual poet of the soul, evoking the pain and the mystery of our plunge into life. These latest works are about personal meditations on loss, nostalgia, relationships, death and hope. "Somewhere in Time" revisits the place where I scattered my husband's ashes on the Madison River in Montana nine days after 9-11. In "Messenger" he visits me. In "I saw a pale running ghost coming towards me" the horse is a metaphor for man, perhaps all the young men and women lost in war. These dark pursuits represent the time between coming and going, the melancholic time between day and night. The cheery skies in the same painting assemblage remind one of life's joyful days.

In making these works I am reminded that nothing is perfect, there is only life.

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