Artist, spreader of love and hope, illness warrior, and force of nature — often paints with her arms pinned to her sides due to severe weakness and muscle spasms from advanced ME/CFS. In the midst of an illness that keeps her confined to her 12 × 12 ft. bedroom, she makes vibrant work that has captivated a loyal following. Painting is her meditation, her grounding rod, and her calling, but it is the connection with others through her art that inspires her the most.
Will there really be a "Morning"?
Is there such a thing as "Day"?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?
Most of the time i am so sick, that i have to stay in bed and that’s just boring (i used to be very active). So i try to kill time by drawing and use creating art as my personal form of therapy. It helps me to not feel so useless and to cope with my situation.