I never really intended to make art a career it just keeps happening. Maybe it’s living in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains and being surrounded by the spectacular landscape. Maybe it’s that my mom was always in the kitchen painting wicker baskets of bright fruit with Chianti wine bottles, or may it was all the doodles and drawings that adorned each and every page of my math book. But somehow, art has now become my career. Since my childhood, drawing and painting have always played an important role in my life. A big part of me never really left kindergarten. I still live for the “Hey Mom, look what I  made!” I think exhibiting in galleries is just a bit of an extension of that. Canada couldn’t be a better place to live. But for me as an artist, the close proximity of the prairies, foothills, and mountains of Alberta make my home province a never-ending dream. I’ve been lucky, and have painted in many countries, but to me, there is still nothing more beautiful than a cold beer and a hot Calgary summer sunset.

Art is not a living; it’s living the art.