Painting Speaks When Words Fail Me

People often ask me the why of what I do, and I’ve finally found the words to explain—painting lets me communicate when words fail. When I need painting inspiration I simply go into the yard and spend a few minutes communing with my colorful, petaled friends. The flowers are my paint.

Painting Speaks When Words Fail Me2019-07-15T17:36:31-08:00

In memory of my father

Gene Medaris (1929-2019) My father passed away yesterday, after a long journey through the shadows of dementia. He was my

In memory of my father2019-01-23T11:34:25-08:00

Still This Side of Heaven

We'd made it home for Christmas. Now it was time for the long road back, and I wasn't sure I was ready to start caregiving again.

Still This Side of Heaven2019-01-10T21:13:56-08:00