My art is my heart, it leaves me vulnerable, I put myself out there, I give voice to my feelings, I seek strength and the courage to go on. I express my emotions with every stroke, spatter, paste and drip of paint. I smile and I cry, i fight battles, I rejoice over victories and I am comforted by the sweet scent of oil on canvas. My art is a window into my soul and I am letting the whole world in. There are those who criticize but there those who approve of it. I paint truth because I paint what I feel. I am sharing my heart with the whole world because I am sharing my art.