"Prism Horizon" | A horizon stitched from every color it’s ever loved.
“Before the World Arrives” | She hasn’t been added yet, the figure at the edge of the sand, but I think she’s coming. Sometimes I paint the ocean to remember how it feels to be held without question. This one was born from a moment of quiet and softness.
"Beautiful Mess" | Some canvases come blank. Others come from the trash. This 4'x3' beauty was rescued, reused, and reborn with a neon sunset, blooming wildflowers, and zero pressure to be “perfect.” It’s not polished... it’s playful. And honestly? That might be my favorite kind of painting. Here’s to second chances, bold colors, and art that makes your heart smile.
"Sunset Silhouette Series" | From palm-lined boulevards to desert dreams and mountain stillness, each canvas captures a California sunset through my eyes as a Miami girl learning the language of new landscapes. Same sun, different shadows.
"Coastal to Concrete" | From Miami’s swaying palms to LA’s sky-touching cousins. This piece is a love letter to the trees that lined both my childhood beaches and now my freeway commutes. Palm trees, but make it bi-coastal.
"Quiet Altitude" | Inspired by the pine trees in Angeles Forest and Big Bear, this one is for the chill that hits just before dusk, the hush between the mountains, and the peace that sneaks up on you.
"Still Wild" | This silhouette came from a memory in Joshua Tree where the sky looked like it was lit from inside. Somewhere between surreal and sacred.
“Tides of Light” – A Series | Three versions of the same shoreline. Three chapters in a story told by the sea. First Light – soft beginnings; Golden Hour – a moment held in warmth; Last Light – the hush of ending
“First Light” | The beginning of something, soft and dreamlike. The start of the day, or the start of a dream? “First Light” captures the moment the world stretches awake, painted in pastels and promise.
“Golden Hour” | That golden-pink space between day and night, presence and memory. That hush before goodbye, when the sun leans low and the waves soften. “Golden Hour” is about lingering, on the shore, in a memory, in a feeling you don’t want to lose just yet.
“Last Light” | Closing chapter. The tide is still talking, even after the light has gone. “Last Light” holds the weight and peace of endings, the kind that don’t need words, just waves.
"Early Moonrise"
"Stillness with Salt"
"Held by the Moonlight" | This tree... I passed it often while walking the dogs. I’d always stop, tilt my head back, and just breathe it in. There’s something sacred about how its branches stretch toward the moon.
"Stars Over San Luis"
A colorful abstract painting with vibrant shades of green, yellow, blue, and pink, featuring textured brushstrokes and a layered composition.