Remember that time we moved to Hawaii to build a tiny house and the volcano erupted? This is how it began: Here we are sitting on top of our first lumber purchase to build what would eventually become our tiny home. A home in which, we would never have the opportunity to live in.
Since the beginning of my professional painting career (nearly 11 years ago!), I have always dated my paintings. I did this for two reasons:
It’s time to bundle up again! My feet have barely seen the inside of shoes in the last 2 years. These days they are constantly wrapped in a layer of wool socks and boots. It feels strange to wear my old clothes again. I can’t help but feel like I am stepping into a costume of sorts. Who is this woman in long sweaters, scarves, hats and thermal underwear? I find myself acclimating to Utah’s desert cold climate, physically just as much as mentally.
Early this morning, I went outside to continue cleaning up the debris left by the hurricane: palm frowns, papaya leaves, broken branches, shingles, oranges, papayas, and avocados strewn all over the yard.
A great time & a great cause! In support of local art & art education in my community, I have donated one of my paintings to be auctioned during Maui Art & Cultural Center's signature gala. I believe Oprah captured my sentiments best when she said: "In order to move forward, we have to give back."
As I looked back on my 2-years on the Big Island of Hawai'i, I could not help to feel a sense of regret, displacement, and loss as a result of the Kilauea eruptions that forced us to evacuate our home.
Healing takes time. Healing takes family. Sometimes, healing takes distance. The following is an account of the transition that took place inside of me, as I replaced negative feelings with acceptance, understanding and love.
Life is interesting. Although I knew that we were moving to an island with 5 active volcanoes, I honestly did not think that we would experience a volcanic eruption of this magnitude in our lifetime. Wishful thinking? Naïve? Both? The reality is that Kilauea volcano did erupt, and the course of our lives has been changed forever.
Thank you for the sweet, inspiring messages of love and concern we have received since the recent volcanic eruptions, and consequent evacuation from our newly built home on the Big Island of Hawai'i. We have decided to spend a few days on Maui with family and friends for perspective, and some much needed R&R. Your love, friendship and support during this time is gratefully felt and extremely appreciated.
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I knew that the city of Hilo had a lot of murals, but I did not realize how many until we went on a mural scavenger hunt! I must have photographed at least 25, and I don't think I got all of them. Hilo was devastated by a tsunami in 1960. I see the abundance of murals as I way to breathe new life into the city.
This blog was created to share my belief that the art making process can be a vehicle for empowerment.
I am living proof.