The other night I had a dream of a baby girl. I didn’t give birth to this little baby, but I took care of her as if she were my own. I consoled her, fed her, carried her with me everywhere. I asked if her birth mother were coming back for her, but it was unknown. I wished so badly that I could make it official, all she knew was me as her mom and I didn’t want that to end! I named her ‘Abbey’ as Clark and I do plan to name our little girl someday…Sadly, I woke up and the dream was over. Oh my aching heart, I felt like I had lost her and wanted her back so badly! The dream was SO real! β™₯ Anyways, though she was a baby in my dream, this is what I imagine her to be a bit more grown up, in this quick sketch… dark color hair like her daddy, curls like her mom & dad, and just the most gentle, sensitive girl πŸ™‚

GirlInMyDreamWEB

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About the Artist

I am an advocate first, and an artist second. My paintings create visual comfort-- spaces where grief, hope, and healing can live together without apology...

I paint what matters most: the people you cherish, the moments that shaped you, the feelings that need witness. Through art, your most precious memories move outside of you and into your home, where they can be held, seen, and never forgotten.

My work is rooted in three commitments: honoring the experiences of indigenous communities and the history of the land we inhabit; creating safe space for children and women whose voices have been silenced; and recording the honest truth of lived experience-- both my own and that of those who came before me. I believe art has the power to tell stories that words alone cannot, and to preserve what must not be lost or forgotten. I believe that all that we know about ourselves is because Art has preserved those stories throughout history, outliving those who created it.

When you encounter my work, I hope you find yourself in it-- not as escape, but as recognition. I hope it reminds you that your feelings matter, that your story deserves to be held, and that compassion and truth are still worth carrying forward.

Art is the voice that speaks honestly through the heart. πŸ’πŸͺ·