Crest Pines

On the edge of the road, I found a log in the shade to sit on and rest my art box on.  My tripod had broken earlier that day. My mom and sister were traveling around with me and took a nap in the car while I painted.

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is a visual artist based in Indianapolis. She is drawn to natural, organic objects and portrays them with oil on textured surfaces. Often, she presents her subject in dynamic still life with a shift of time through movement or growth-decay.