Art

My mother was a well-known artist in Kalamazoo, Michigan.  When she passed away a few years ago, I began painting. Odd, because I’d never painted before.  As you can see my work is rough–I think of it as tribal art. 

 

Given that I’m a student of Jungian psychology, I’m attracted to mandalas, symbols of wholeness, a strong theme in my writing. 

 

I’ll be adding some examples of my mother’s art to this page soon.