Sisters of Heart

Acrylic on Canvas
During high school a friend of mine became a somewhat adoptive part of the family. The island that she and her parents lived on had no high school so she was forced to come to the mainland and live with a family part of the time. She and I barely knew each other, but I could tell we would be great friends, so I imposed upon my parents another teenager to take care of. Little did I know, our families would become very close. This dear friend of mine, has become as close to me as a sister, fights and all. When I moved to the opposite side of the country after high school it was difficult to say goodbye. This was painted shortly after my move, it is based on an old photograph from the years when we shared a family.

Las 24 Horas

Acrylic on Masonite

A mothers job is 24 hours when there is no one to help her.  Another Peru inspired painting.

In Peru our group moved a lot. Everyday we had a new set of things to see, people to help, and altitude to adjust to. The locals moved at a much more relaxed pace, one that was even a little humbling. The families we met there truly opened my eyes to just how rich I was compared to them. I felt I could do so much with so little and they were so grateful. Our group was there with the intent of completing the construction of a kindergarten for one village, and for another we collaborated with families and made  many of them fuel efficient stoves which would aid in the reduction of smoke induced illnesses and injuries. In both cases it was mother’s and their children who would end up with the largest benefit from the projects. Altitude sickness aside it was one of the most enriching times in my life. A complete opposite of what I was used to.