.As I was in this process of remaking myself into a newer and brighter image, and painting only on my days off, I found I was creating a bit of the haunting that sleeps within the core of ones existence. A surreal illusion of what I perceived to be my truth. Even though the paintings were delightful in many ways, they did not fulfill what I was seeking: a path upon which to journey into a new level.

It was then I saw all the women who came into my life and gave me a gift, the gift of friendship, or awareness, or of being able to see myself though their eyes. The following paintings are not portraits but essences of these friends as I remember them.....