During the Covid restrictions, I began painting large
colored canvases in my  garden.  Garden flowers and weeds crept onto my canvas and 
become part of my “paintings”. I photographed the flowers within my canvas and they  often became the focal
point.

I also found  my shadow creeping  onto my canvas.  I realize my shadow also
belonged in my art.

I often feel like I want to walk into my paintings; it is why
I am painting in the first place.  This  was perfect. I was painted in.

This series of paintings I call, “Dreams of a Girl”.  I feel that standing with a flower or without
in a garden or wherever my painting takes me, could be the dream of any girl. I
love the way a shadow refrains from any specific context beyond a feeling. I
mean the girl could be 10 or 70 years old; she could be any ethnicity or in any
location on the earth.   With all that is happening, I often
imagine a girl who picked a sunflower from her garden. I also  imagine, anywhere in the world,
a girl , of any age, with a dream.