A series of inward-facing narratives — part memory, part dream — where figures interact with both real and imagined spaces. These works reflect emotional recovery, transformation, and the forest’s role as silent witness and healer.
Afternoon at the Peacock Café - In Private Collection. Oil on canvas, 18 x 14 inches. Original not available for sale. Archival prints may be offered. In a quiet moment abroad, a Canadian woman pauses for iced coffee in Aswan Egypt. This painting reflects the hush of solitude & soft strength – where a drifting feather and a distant landscape mirror her own journey of stillness, presence, and beauty found in unfamiliar places.
In-room view - In Private Collection. Archival prints may be offered.
Series Title: UNSTOPPABLE. 1 of 3 - Into the Woods. Acrylic on canvas, 24 x 30 inches. In this opening chapter, a woman steps hesitantly onto a forest path. The trees loom like quiet sentinels, their shadows concealing what follows—an elephant, both impossible and intimate, a symbol of the grief she carries. Though absurd in scale, its presence is tender, pressing gently against her solitude. Into the Woods captures the moment when loss first enters the landscape of memory, where nature itself feels limitless in its ability to hold what we cannot name.
Series Title: UNSTOPPABLE. 2 of 3 - Burden. Acrylic on canvas, 30 x 24 inches. Here, the journey deepens. The woman no longer walks ahead but begins to sense the weight of her silent companion. The elephant is no longer hidden but near, immense and undeniable, its presence both overwhelming and compassionate. Forest and figure intertwine—their steps heavier, their breaths slower—as if grief and healing walk side by side. Burden reflects the boundless space between pain and understanding, a limitless tension where empathy grows out of weight.
Series Title: UNSTOPPABLE. 3 of 3 - Letting Go. Acrylic on canvas, 30 x 24 inches. The series resolves in release. The woman lifts her gaze and the elephant, once inseparable, begins to dissolve into the forest light—its mass softened into atmosphere, its presence becoming memory. The trees open, the path expands, and the air feels charged with renewal. Letting Go is not an end but a passage: a reminder that grief, once impossible to carry, can be transfigured by the limitless embrace of the natural world.