The Pathless woods
The “Pathless Woods” represent a place (or state of mind) without clear trails, destinations, or expectations. Perhaps it about finding renewal not by seeking wonder, but by allowing yourself to be quietly taught, touched, and held by a wild place that has no map and no demands.
The Valley of miracles
The “Valley of miracles” paintings merge both a real or imagined quiet natural place... A metaphor for a rare moment of connection, recognition, or spiritual/emotional awakening. This series is based on a poem I wrote about being in love.
To read it subpage Poems for Shifting Horizons
Île Sainte Croix
Saint Croix Island / Île Sainte-Croix) is on the border between present-day Maine and New Brunswick. It was the first French attempt at a permanent settlement in NorthAmerica. In 1604, Pierre Dugua, Sieur de Mons, and Samuel de Champlain led about 79 men to the island. They built a fortified settlement, hoping for a secure base for fur trade and colonization.
The winter of 1604–1605 was catastrophic: isolation, lack of fresh food, and scurvy killed roughly half the men (around 35). Survivors crossed the ice or river to the mainland in spring 1605 and later founded Port-Royal (in present-day Nova Scotia).
The island itself was abandoned as a colony. The island is both a site of suffering and a place of lingering memory—the “ghosts” of the dead French settlers remain present in the landscape and water. Beauty, death, faded hope, and quiet remembrance coexist. Saint Croix Island remains part of both Canadian and American history. The past is not erased; it still flickers in the present landscape.