"Alone" is as it suggests. She inhabits the space on her own, introverted and exiled. She blends in and out of the background suggesting a certain "invisibility" we have all felt at one time or another. This piece is yet another in my series "Contemplations on Being a Woman."

I started this series while 6 months pregnant with my son, and feeling kind of lost in my own body. Painting it, putting it out there on canvas as a visual representation of how I was feeling was the only way I knew I could get down to the nitty gritty of all those emotions that were swirling inside of my as my son grew within and I felt I was little more than a vessel. I had lost myself. These paintings brought me back, well...to me. They continue...of course there is so much to be said.

This piece was painted with a palette knife in thick, vibrant, and undiluted oil paint and was worked up over a period of weeks as one layer dried a new layer was "scraped" on top - the image manifested in this way. The palette knife and color are the tools of my expression, and this piece is a paramount example of what happens when I sit down at the easel, blank canvas before me, and I have a story to tell.

SOLD, but prints are available