The Full Story

About

The story started at birth.... through boxes of crayons, watercolor palettes, stretching paper... a love that was deeper than the ocean, wider than the universe. There is a picture, somewhere out there, of my 3 year old self standing still in bronze legs covered in scrapes, topped with shorts and ended in flip flops. I was still - staring at each painting. I remember diving in to a world that I loved. The picture was taken as I was a hyperactive child and my stillness was rare. They had to drag me out of the exhibition at the artist's home in Kingston, Jamaica.

A Coming Out Story

Come to people, teachers who - by the time I reached high school - relished in giving bad grades in art. Now, I look back at the few of the works that I still have from that time and see how egregious this was. At the end of high school O' level exams for Art. Despite the subpar grades in high school I was the only student in the whole of the Island who got an 'A' in fine art that year, 1985.

I even got into college for Art, did not have the money to pay for supplies and felt that I was no good enough - a legacy from childhood experiences.

I took my kids to museums, I went to exhibitions. I lived my life... but something was missing. I went back to school for art and graduated with another MA this time in Contemporary Art History, while I was running my yoga studio with a team of upwards of 20 contractors.

Pandemic, business downsized and the call was still there. I had time to became the director of a small art gallery and what a gift that is! Surrounded by art, finding the right piece for each client. And yet still there was something missing...

And just like that one Saturday in March, in my 50s, an Instagram page was up and 2 days later the website is up. That love of mine, was waiting all this time, curled up, wasted, hoping, praying that I'd come back. With each action, my love is is awakening to embrace me again with ideas, smoother me with inspiration and giving me courage.

I have complete detachment of where our journey may go from here.

Vision

Regardless of what any artist says, there is much more to a work of art than what we experience when seeing/hearing/feeling it.

I believe that art comes through us and yes, through the lens of the artists' experience. The artist is present in all they create with the entire context of their life, this life and who knows, maybe past lives.

I believe that artists, like yoga teachers, are leaders. Look at the past, do we remember the politics of Renaissance Italy or Da Vinci's Mona Lisa or Michael Angelo's David? Art is what we remember. That is why Artists are leaders of thought ideas and of the futture.